Overview of Dramatic Events in the Shenandoah Valley from August 1991 through May 1992

by Richard L. Thornton, Architect & City Planner

The Battle Reaches Its Climax

This is a supplement to the on-going Christmas Season series,  “The French Courtesan, Who Came In from the Cold.” The regular articles will generally focus on “lighter” topics, such as romance, irony and the funny things that young women do.  Remember that Bob and Sara Danby (pseudonyms)  were the real-life people, who inspired the X-files.  You will  recognize the plots of several X-file programs in this overview.

Bob and Sara Danby’s archival research approach to criminal justice bore fruit by early August.  They discovered that the Shenandoah Valley has a history of strange, night time attacks on farms going back at least to the 1950s.  Most were connected to the successful efforts of very wealthy families in acquiring valuable real estate at bargain prices.  While Virginia law enforcement agencies and the Richmond office of the FBI were trying to label the criminal complaints by psychologist Elisabeth Kübler-Ross and myself as “delusional,”  there were actually several similar crimes committed on nearby farms during early 1991 in Shenandoah County.  An entire family, who were neighbors of our farm, almost died when a biotoxin was poured into their well. Several of the children had permanent neurological damage.

Bob Danby discovers that five limited liability corporations owned most of the 325-mile-long Interstate 81 corridor in Virginia, prior to it being purchased by the Virginia Highway Department.  The stockholders of these corporations were the most powerful Democratic and Republican politicians in the state.  Further sleuthing reveals that several hundred previous property owners in the future I-81 corridor were forced to sell their land cheaply,  after mass killings of livestock, burning of houses or even murders of occupants. 

In Chapter Two we learned that Liz, who was a friend of Sara Danby and attended the Christmas Party, was actually a member of the same cult as my wife.  Perhaps by putting the screws on Liz, Sara was able to learn that my wife was “assigned” to me by her cult.  This would explain why that even during our honeymoon, she told other people that she didn’t love me.   I thought back and remembered that the way we met was that she drove by my apartment on an April Sunday afternoon and knocked on my door to introduce herself.   She told her psychologist that the reason she terminated our children was that a priestess had told her she would be killed, if she had children with me.

For 16 years, I had endured a one-sided love, childless marriage and multiple infidelities without seeking another mate.  However, by the autumn of 1991,  I had stumbled into two relationships without seeking them.  Suddenly, two beautiful, intelligent, well-educated women in their twenties both said that they loved me and wanted to have my children. They couldn’t be more opposite in looks or background. Because she has more common interests with me, one of the woman is able to have non-stop interesting conversations with me, but she also lives in a country on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean.  What is a fellow to do?

Beginning in the night of September 21, 1991,  the character of the night time attacks on our farm changed.  Local occultists and Neo-s Nazis rarely attacked the farm anymore, but a squad of US Army Rangers from Fort Detrick, MD sought to vandalize the farm, terrorize us and randomly kill some goats.  

Fortunately, I was able to drive off both attacks on the first night before any goats were killed, because on the morning of the 21^st an NBC news crew arrived to film a 30 minute nationally broadcast documentary on our farm and cheese creamery.  Throughout the fall, a colonel and major in combat fatigues, driving a Jeep Cherokee with a Maryland tag and Fort Detrick decals, would pull into the entrance of our driveway the morning after each attack.

On October 14, 1991   Vivi got to chat intermittently with Chef Julia Child at the gourmet food competition in Union Station, Washington, DC.  It was one of the high points of her life she said, only second to the night we met. Chef Child awarded me and Vivi an Award of Excellence, which was the highest award given to a company for the total quality of its products.

On October 28, 1991 the Sally Jesse Raphael Show (NBC) featured the parents of Tim Conner, whose body was found in the bushes next to our house, the first night I was in Virginia.  They accused Shenandoah County Sheriff Marshall Robinson of ordering the ritualistic murder of their son.  Just as the program as about to air,  Sheriff Robinson rung our front door bell.

Immediately thereafter,  the Justice Department began interviewing relatives of the many recent murder victims in the Shenandoah Valley.  The victims included a female doctor in her late 20s, who helped treat me for the combination of tick diseases in 1990.  Two weeks after my last visit to her office for physical therapy, her head was shredded by a shotgun blast as she was about to drive out of her office’s parking lot. No one was ever arrested.  Secret hearings and depositions concerning the organized crime in northwestern Virginia ran from December 1991 through May 1992.

During December 1991,  hundreds, if not thousands of people in Northwestern Virginia observed a dogfight in the sky in which three small UFO’s were pursuing a large UFO.  The objects moved back and forth across the night time sky at incredible speeds. They were able to make 90 degree turns while traveling at many thousands of miles an hour.  Eventually the three pursuing vehicles fired lasers?  . . . which cause the larger craft to descend to the backyard of the Shenandoah County Treasurer.  Perhaps 30 minutes later, a massive saucer shaped craft drew the damaged craft into its interior then disappeared in a blink of an eye.

All these events were described in local newspapers the next day.  However, men-in-black showed up at the newspaper offices and destroyed all evidence that these articles were ever published.   In March of 1992, I observed two massive tractor-trailer trucks hauling four Bradley Armored Fighting Vehicles from the base of Little North Mountain, directly beneath where the UFO had landed.  The hidden entrance to the mountain was ½ mile from my house.