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James Casbolt · 12-18-2008, 01:01 PM

The Knights still ride on!

The information below is taken from a section of my book that was never published
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My friend Jo-Ann Richards is married to a man called Mark Richards. Mark was involved in legendary black ops that have gone down in history in the intelligence community. These involved special forces personel who were involved in military campaigns against extra-terrestrial life-forms, such as-

1) The Battle of New Berlin
2) The Dulce Battle
3) The Battle of the China Gates
4) The Battle of Vesta

In a public statement called ‘Knights of the Cold War’ Jo-Ann Richards writes the following about her father in law, Ellis Loyd Richards
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“My father in law, Ellis Loyd Richards Jr, grew up in Illinois & Michigan. Both sides of Ellis Jr’s family were politically and socially ‘connected’. The Richards men are blooded and would still be titled had the family not left Germany. They are members of the German/Dutch House of Nassau/Orange whose family tree is said to wind back to the Norse God Odin and the House of David. They are distantly related to many of the royal families in Europe.
Mark met Winston Churchill in August 1960 at Blenheim Palace one afternoon while Churchill was painting. He told Mark that he was a quite boy. His friend Titanic said that he wasn’t normally, that his father was an important American military officer, and that Mark knew who Churchill was and how important he was.

Churchill replied “I’m just an old man, boy...I only bite my enemies”. You’ve managed some rather healthy ‘bites’ sir”, Mark said. “An ability that my father says I should always respect, of friend or foe”. “A wise man, your father,” the voice chuckled, then coughed. “Would I know him?” “I don’t think so, sir,” Mark replied. “He’s just an Air Force captain. Richards. Ellis Loyd Richards”.
Churchill turned to give Mark a look he would never forget. A look that told him more than words could say, and that his father was more than he knew. “Ah, but I do know of him, boy. One of the unsung makers of history, and a man blessed with the same luck I once had”.

Mark later said of his father “My father had taught me that honour is a state of being, something we embody, It is not a commodity we turn on and off...Change comes about in the world one consciousness at a time; what we do as individuals affects all of us and our entire planet. When you believe you are small and powerless, you will become victims. When you believe you can find greatness, you are on the path to being a hero. I knew my father was something more than a normal Major in the United States Air Force, but I had also learned to keep secrets by then. Currently, his official title was ‘Head of Procurement’, at Laon Air Base, about 80 miles north of Paris, and that was fine with me, as for some reason that meant we visited Paris a lot on ‘official business’- and I started to explore the world for myself. A new reality opened to me, as the adventures that can be part of life started to unfold before me...All the secrets I had been close to, but my father and his friends had been so fanatic about protecting me from ,were about to open to me. And those secrets included Nazi secrets, UFO’s, enemy and friendly aliens, corrupt humans who had sold out to the enemy and the fight to save the Earth from multiple extraterrestrial enemies... Men like my father lived by a different set of rules. They knew that without fail, the wisdom of a higher power provided the tools that one needs to weather any storm. When a man was open, all things and events, regardless of appearances, could add to one’s awareness and realization of who one really is. When people take the position that life was happening TO them, they moved defensively and fearfully, attempting to protect themselves from some anticipated pain. Father was a man who lived by the ATTACK, taking life by the throat and bending it to his demands. To his set of rules, morals and ethics. This was not a man of Christian standards, but a Germanic prince ready to ride with the heroes of Valhalla, at Odin’s side, against any and all evil, without fear or the slightest question.

Everyone of the men in the cars behind us were like him.

Heroes. (end)”

12-18-2008, 01:01 PM	#319
James Casbolt Avalon Senior Member Join Date: Nov 2008 Posts: 867	Re: James Casbolt:Underground U.K. bases! The Knights still ride on! The information below is taken from a section of my book that was never published -------------------------------------------------------------------------- My friend Jo-Ann Richards is married to a man called Mark Richards. Mark was involved in legendary black ops that have gone down in history in the intelligence community. These involved special forces personel who were involved in military campaigns against extra-terrestrial life-forms, such as- 1) The Battle of New Berlin 2) The Dulce Battle 3) The Battle of the China Gates 4) The Battle of Vesta In a public statement called ‘Knights of the Cold War’ Jo-Ann Richards writes the following about her father in law, Ellis Loyd Richards -------------------------------------------------------------------------- “My father in law, Ellis Loyd Richards Jr, grew up in Illinois & Michigan. Both sides of Ellis Jr’s family were politically and socially ‘connected’. The Richards men are blooded and would still be titled had the family not left Germany. They are members of the German/Dutch House of Nassau/Orange whose family tree is said to wind back to the Norse God Odin and the House of David. They are distantly related to many of the royal families in Europe. Mark met Winston Churchill in August 1960 at Blenheim Palace one afternoon while Churchill was painting. He told Mark that he was a quite boy. His friend Titanic said that he wasn’t normally, that his father was an important American military officer, and that Mark knew who Churchill was and how important he was. Churchill replied “I’m just an old man, boy...I only bite my enemies”. You’ve managed some rather healthy ‘bites’ sir”, Mark said. “An ability that my father says I should always respect, of friend or foe”. “A wise man, your father,” the voice chuckled, then coughed. “Would I know him?” “I don’t think so, sir,” Mark replied. “He’s just an Air Force captain. Richards. Ellis Loyd Richards”. Churchill turned to give Mark a look he would never forget. A look that told him more than words could say, and that his father was more than he knew. “Ah, but I do know of him, boy. One of the unsung makers of history, and a man blessed with the same luck I once had”. Mark later said of his father “My father had taught me that honour is a state of being, something we embody, It is not a commodity we turn on and off...Change comes about in the world one consciousness at a time; what we do as individuals affects all of us and our entire planet. When you believe you are small and powerless, you will become victims. When you believe you can find greatness, you are on the path to being a hero. I knew my father was something more than a normal Major in the United States Air Force, but I had also learned to keep secrets by then. Currently, his official title was ‘Head of Procurement’, at Laon Air Base, about 80 miles north of Paris, and that was fine with me, as for some reason that meant we visited Paris a lot on ‘official business’- and I started to explore the world for myself. A new reality opened to me, as the adventures that can be part of life started to unfold before me...All the secrets I had been close to, but my father and his friends had been so fanatic about protecting me from ,were about to open to me. And those secrets included Nazi secrets, UFO’s, enemy and friendly aliens, corrupt humans who had sold out to the enemy and the fight to save the Earth from multiple extraterrestrial enemies... Men like my father lived by a different set of rules. They knew that without fail, the wisdom of a higher power provided the tools that one needs to weather any storm. When a man was open, all things and events, regardless of appearances, could add to one’s awareness and realization of who one really is. When people take the position that life was happening TO them, they moved defensively and fearfully, attempting to protect themselves from some anticipated pain. Father was a man who lived by the ATTACK, taking life by the throat and bending it to his demands. To his set of rules, morals and ethics. This was not a man of Christian standards, but a Germanic prince ready to ride with the heroes of Valhalla, at Odin’s side, against any and all evil, without fear or the slightest question. Everyone of the men in the cars behind us were like him. Heroes. (end)”