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Behind the Flying Saucers, Frank Scully, 1950
Oh, I remember this one. Read and re-read it when I too was a pimply-faced adolescent, even tried to find other books on UFOs with that ship full of dead aliens story or even a hint of anything that might seem to confirm it. Of course I couldn't, but not for the reasons I've since discovered. Just that my small town library had few resources and my poor bewildered librarian didn't even know where to begin looking. This was way before the internet even existed and to most people computers were something seen only on Star Trek or a NASA launch. So I had to content myself with the various American tabloids my grandmother saved for me and try to piece together any sort of "clues" as to what was really going on because obviously there was a conspiracy to cover up aliens visiting Earth. A theory, I might add, seemed entirely validated when, about a year after I first read it, that book mysteriously disappeared from the library and I had been one of the extremely few people to ever check it out. (No, the library did not put it in a "discard" sale and dear Mrs. Davis could not find it anywhere. I'd returned it, nobody else had borrowed it after she'd checked it in but suddenly it wasn't even in the card catalogue. As if it hadn't ever been there, though both of us remembered it very well indeed. Talk about a mystery! Always wondered if there were other copies of it around somewhere or if a mysterious "they" had vanished every one. Now I know the truth (sorta ;-) is still out there. Maybe I'll go read it again sometime in honour of my misspent youth.
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