Description

Source clip: "Sci Fi Investigates" - Roswell (2006)

Introduction:
in July of 1947, Elias "Eli" Benjamin was a private first class assigned to the 390th Air Service Squadron at the Roswell Army Air Field. He had a Top Secret clearance, and guarded the "Silverplates" (the atom bomb carrying B-29s). He also worked as a recovery specialist, which involved dealing with plane crashes. On Monday, July 7, 1947, he was sent to Hangar P-3 for guard duty. When he arrived at the hangar, he was chosen to be in charge of the detail. Benjamin was shown three or four gurneys, on each of which was an object covered by a sheet. He was told to deliver the gurneys to the base hospital.One (http://hospital.One) of the things moved under the sheet. As the gurneys were being loaded into the truck, one of them slipped and the sheet fell off, exposing a being with a grayish face and large, hairless head. Benjamin knw it was not human. Benjamin accompanied the gurneys to the base hospital. At the hospital, a group of medical and non-medical officers took the sheet off one of the gurneys. Benjamin could see a small person with a large, egg-shaped head, and slanted eyes on the gurney. It had two holes for a nose and a small slit for a mouth. He thought it was alive. Later, Benjamin heard that the living alien was taken to Texas or Ohio.

Written account of PFC Elias Benjamin:
Eli B: "I got myself ready, got my gun, and reported to the big hangar, as ordered. As near as / can recall, it was late afternoon or early evening at the time. While looking at my OIC (officer in charge) to get instructions for duties at the hangar, I came upon a commotion at the main entrance to the hangar. Some MPs were trying to subdue an out-of-control officer who, among other things, appeared to be drunk as a skunk. I found out later that the officer in question was from my squadron and was the very officer to whom / was to report for a special detail.

This officer whose name / cannot now recall was to have overseen the transfer of several 'Top Secret items' from the big hangar to the base hospital, and / was there to help escort the transfer. I was later told that he had been to the crash site and had seen the ship. When this officer reported to the hangar and saw the small bodies, it was apparently too much for him to handle, and he just lost it.

At this point, having just arrived myself, a Major or Lt. Colonel came out of the hangar, looked over the situation, and pointed at me. 'You! Come over here,' he said. 'You're now in charge of this detail. Get these over to the base hospital!' He then pointed to three or four gurneys inside the hangar, each of which had something on it that was covered by a sheet. On one of the gurneys, whatever was under the sheet appeared to be moving. I saluted my acceptance and understanding of his order, and instructed the rest of the men in the detail to load the gurneys with their payload into the back of a truck that had just arrived for the purpose. Up to this point, I had no idea what we were transporting to the hospital. I would know soon enough, however.

As the men were loading the truck, one of the gurneys slipped during the handoff, and the sheet covering it fell away, revealing the grayish face and swollen, hairless head of a species that I realized was not human. My orders were to deliver these to the base hospital's emergency room and remain there until relieved.

Upon arriving at the emergency room ramp, we proceeded to unload. I went in with the first gurney and stood aside near the doorway as the medical people took control of the gurney. A half-dozen or so medical and non-medical officers quickly removed the covering sheet.

I couldn't see too well from where / was standing because of the number of officers gathered around the gurney, but I could see well enough to make out that a very small person with an egg-shaped head that was oversized for its body was lying on the gurney.

The only facial features that stick out in my mind now are that it had slanted eyes, two holes where its nose should have been, and a small slit where its mouth should have been. / think it was alive. The medical people were mostly just staring at it, but I'm not sure. After the rest of the gurneys were brought into the room, I was dismissed and told to return to my squadron, which I did.

There, I was debriefed and made to sign a nondisclosure statement regarding what had just taken place. I was told that if / ever spoke out about it, something bad would happen, not only to me, but also to my family. I heard later that the one species that was still alive was apparently taken to Alamogordo, then shipped to Texas or Ohio."

source --- Witness to Roswell by Tom Carey and Don Schmitt (2007).