I posted of preview under “episodes” for the members. I hope you guys and gals enjoy it. I wish I had more time to work on it. Here is the story of the Belgium Baron.
Baron Jean Michel Longchamps (31 May 1912 – 16 August 1943) was a Belgian aristocrat and RAF fighter pilot during World War II. He is chiefly known for his single-handed attack on the Gestapo headquarters in Brussels in German-occupied Belgium.
At the outbreak of the war, Longchamps was drafted into the Belgian Army, in which he was commissioned as a cavalry officer with the 1er Régiment des Guides. Belgium was on the edge of falling to the Nazi’s he escaped and was able to reach Britain. After purporting to be younger than his age of 28, he was accepted for flight training with the RAF. He was posted to No. 609 Squadron RAF and flying Hawker Typhoons quickly made a name as an able and aggressive pilot.
Immediately upon the fall of Belgium on May 10, 1940, the Gestapo commandeered Résidence Belvédère, a luxurious Art Deco apartment building located at 453 Avenue Louise in Brussels as its headquarters, and tortured prisoners in its cellars.
Longchamp’s father had died under torture at the hands of the Sicherheitspolizei. Longchamps devised a plan to strafe the building, which RAF command repeatedly declined.
On January 20, 1943, Longchamps completed an approved railway strafing mission over Ghent, then ordered his wingman (flight sergeant André Blanco) back to base and set out without approval for Brussels, some 50 kilometres (31 mi) to the south-east.
Longchamps first flew his Typhoon down the Avenue Louise to make a high-speed pass of the target building, reportedly to have the roar of the Napier Sabre engine draw Gestapo personnel to the unprotected windows.
He then turned to the Avenue de la Nation, using it as a low-level attack path. He continued through the left turn of the connecting Avenue Emile De Mot to an unobstructed and fairly frontal firing position with little risk of collateral damage and raked the target with his four 20 mm Hispano autocannons, resulting in the death of SS-Obersturmführer Werner Vogt of the SiPo, SS-Sturmbannführer Alfred Thomas, head of Abteiling III of the Sicherheitsdienst in Belgium, a high-ranking Gestapo officer named Müller, and others.
Longchamps had a bag of small Belgian flags made by Belgian refugee schoolchildren in London. After the attack, he scattered the small Belgian flags across Brussels, dropped a Union Jack and a large Belgian flag at the Royal Palace in Laeken, and dropped another at the garden of his niece, the Baroness de Villegas de Saint-Pierre.
Upon his return, Longchamps was reprimanded for acting without orders and demoted to pilot officer. However, he was soon after awarded the Distinguished Flying Cross for his actions. Some resistance sources claimed a death toll as high as thirty, while the Nazis admitted four fatalities and five serious injuries. A bust near the site commemorates Longchamps’ actions.
Penny H
Thank you, Wes for taking the time to remember extraordinary efforts of those who faught tyranny.
Ron S
Life is a lot like a Western ranch and God is the ranch boss.
Heaven above continually musters courage from brave cowboys and gals to find their inner bronc rider and wear the number 10 on your back (commandments). The winners in this rodeo receive a place in the Heavens.
All you have to do to win is accept the challenge… Throw your saddle on that Evil Old Red Horse.
The ranch boss doesn’t expect you to break him, just hang on as long as you can , dust yourself off and keep getting back in line… With enough bronc fighters stepping in line for a go at him we can wear that old bucker down some and make the range a little safer for everyone.
Marty Robbins says it best in his version of the song “Strawberry Roan”. Not sure if it was intended as a metaphor, but it works nicely. I put the link below but I also don’t recommend You getting stuck in the Tube without good intentions either. Take care cowpokes!
https://youtu.be/MJxz2psv5GI?si=URmZYp5Hm7GCumAM
Ron S
I had one weird thing that happened last night. I had just closed my eyes to sleep and if I remember right I was listening to the Strange Familiars latest episode.
Idk how it works for everyone else but when I close my eyes at night I see wandering shapes of lights and shadows moving around in sort of hues or intensities of red. All of the sudden I received a silhouetted image that remained still amongst the blobs and waves of movement and I knew immediately what it was… “it’s a filament in a lightbulb” wow, that’s odd I thought. A second later in the podcast and as I’m having this visual I hear someone in the podcast say “lightbulb”.
Idk what to make of it but the odds have to be crazy high for that to be a coincidence. Was it confirmation for something? I’m still thinking about it and can’t put it exactly together yet. Just thought you might find it as interesting as I did.
Ron S
Just now I had this thought about that experience. If it was something other than coincidence, I didn’t get any impressions either way if came from anything positive or negative… So to be fair I can’t rule the negative out. Positive feelings always feel good and positive unless they’re only part of something greater that only make more sense later. God works in mysterious ways.
I honestly hope my comments are inspiring people to make a positive difference in humanity and not luring people to have “experiences” with selfish and sinful intentions. And definitely avoid technology for this, as I said before, some things simply just create pathways for evil to come and deceive you, use you.
Idk how or why any of this happens but I believe it has something to do with being born with ADD/autism and the ability to hyper focus with an almost meditative/tunnel vision and openness at select times…other times through my normal daily life information is just broken pieces flying around in the imagination and basically just distracting. Writing gives me better focus I’ve found out recently.
Idk if it’s possible that these experiences are also an adaptive survival thing, a Guardian Angel thing, being sensitive, all of the above or what.
I really don’t want to look into it much or give credit to anything other than Gods plan. My intuition tells me to just trust in God, remain humble, and do what is right, so that’s what I try my best to always consciously do, while also realizing I’m not perfect and have to continually be self aware. My instincts serve me pretty well and that’s the information I’m trying to pass on to others.
Ron S
I’m so dumb, I think I just realized what “lightbulb” is. I need to change the taillight in my fiancé’s car!
I seriously think that I’m being looked after with how forgetful I am, and that pertains directly to some of these experiences. I told you guys about how my mind gets lost in the daily trash flying around in my head.
I had a thing happen not long ago finding a wristwatch, and that reminded me not to forget my mom’s birthday lunch… I had found the watch at a beach at exactly noon, the same time I was supposed to be there. I had never found a watch before either, so that stood out to me as unusual as well.
Sometimes I think my Dad who passed away is my Angel… (or one of them) He was the kind of person who would do something like that now from the other side. He was such a kind, giving, caring and funny guy that really cared about people:) I still think of him often
I better change that taillight now:) Thanks Dad!
Ron S
That was a lot of thinking, writing and time I devoted for a simple reminder, funny stuff
That took a whole 2 minutes to replace, but it’s experiences such as those that should be a goldmine of knowledge and a lifetimes worth of comfort for all of us. This is 100% live action truth. I told you guys Dad really cared about people, and God let him bring that reminder to us all… Amazing!
Ron S
Ok, so now my gal and I stop at the post office, she runs in to drop off a package and I wait in the car. As I’m waiting I was going to plug in my phone to the car stereo. I plug it in and start thinking about everything Surrounding my comments here today and about my Dad. Just then I’m distracted by someone walking by the car but on the street, all I see is patches all over the jacket, so it gets my attention as to what this jacket is… It’s a kid wearing a letterman jacket, but not from around here and one I hadn’t seen before. He walks away and I notice what it says at the top of his jacket in big letters, it says “Miracle”… I mean, come on… This has to be something.
Ron S
Follow up: The following day after this experience I was talking with my fiancé about this instance immediately after she got done with “confession” in Church while I waited in the car with our dog. I do my own confession solo without a mediator so far, but who knows, maybe some day in a Church. Idk
So Anyway…
We were driving along in that different town while I described to her about the young mans jacket (which I couldn’t find as belonging to a team, but it was the right last name and school colors for a talented school wrestler from La Crosse WI. Several hours away).
I was talking to her about how astronomical the odds were that “that person” would be there at that exact same time while I was thinking that thought and wearing a jacket with that word “Miracle”.
So now it’s less than a few minutes after her confession…we make our way to the Main Street and there are people all over milling around the sidewalks and the local small shops in that town. I see a young couple facing sideways to us getting ready to cross the street, the man closer to us is wearing a black jacket, the young lady at his right side and further from us, I notice is wearing a red coat which catches my attention, so I say to my fiancé jokingly “look at that lady in the red coat, if her jacket says “miracle 2” or something on the back, I’ll know for sure this was really something”.
The light changes and the couple make their way onto the crosswalk, so we saw them more walking away from behind now… We’re both looking at her and we both noticed it actually did have something embroidered on the back of that ladies coat.
My gal and I were both immediately stunned and simultaneously looked at each other with wide eyed amazement
! It read/red at the top in big cursive script “Christian”. 
Ok, I’m sold! I mean, c’mon, seriously? Now what are the odds?
I swear on the Bible or anything on Earth this is exactly what happened. Amazing!
CJ M
It’s possible, Ron. I can only speculate on why, but I’m pretty sure some things are allowed that are not your normal everyday experience.
Ron S
Thanks CJM, I have to strongly agree. I realize the experience meant more to me and seemed more amazing because other people don’t know me as well as I know myself… So to say, if anyone reading this realized how unobservant, distracted or preoccupied I felt with something completely different when some of these experiences take place, everyone would understand better that when it happens it truly feels like something not of myself that is directing me to look a certain direction or pay attention to something, even do a physical task, “such a when I received a strong message to immediately put my hands into the swampy end of a lake and I found a loaded and chambered handgun on the first try”.
I feel like I need to explain/defend myself now on this topic, so here it goes…
With so many experiences like this, people shouldn’t judge me for how putting these experiences out there, I’m constantly amazed and shocked by all this myself… I know this probably isn’t all that common, so I don’t know what else to say about it other than “I wouldn’t believe it myself if I were hearing it second hand”, so I don’t blame anyone if they don’t believe all of this, even though I feel they should.
I just feel fortunate that I had this space to relay this last experience immediately to everyone as it happened, it seems more validating I believe.
Trust me, I could easily live a much more “normal” life in the eyes of everyone else by pretending these things don’t happen, or just keep my mouth shut at some point, which might eventually happen idk. Then I wouldn’t have to put up with the instinctive feeling or validation that my own family whispers behind my back and likely wondering about my “mental status”…
Yeah I’m different, but I’m far from ignorant or immoral or unkind. Sometimes I like to ask people simple questions, simply to give them an opportunity to feel intelligent, that’s how stupid I am. I have ADD and likely autism, but I’m still just as grounded and rational where I have to be and I’d argue definitely more aware of unexplained aspects of things more than anyone else I personally know.
Being the kind of person I am I’m much happier and it’s much easier to deal with fewer people in my life. I’m the last one in line to do something publicly as it never felt comfortable, like I was feeling the negative energy within some areas of crowds and had to separate myself from that.
I sure as heck wouldn’t put myself online to be judged by people I don’t even know unless (as it is now) I felt compelled to. I never liked attention from people good or bad so it’s not about that… Just the thought of being someone more well known as an experiencer of strange things makes me cringe. This just simply needs to be heard and I can’t worry about something so selfish as my own personal feelings or what nay sayers think. This is much more important.
This is truth to things I used to believe were made up for attention seekers or entertainment. I know there will people that will believe and others won’t, doesn’t matter to me, I’m not looking to make personal friends or enemies… Well, I’d probably make friends with Jim Carrey if I had the opportunity… Now that guy would be fun talking to while doing some crazy abstract painting, I feel like his mind works similarly to mine and I enjoy his more serious thoughts about life as well from what I’ve seen, but still, not realistic. I have a better chance at seeing another orb. But that’s life, you just never know what’s ahead.
I’m done venting now… Hope everyone has a great day with a little more forgiveness and understanding. We are all on different legs of the trail and there’s always evidence on the ground that someone was there before you and I were, evidence people went different directions as well. Only God knows what they’ve seen on those other trails. You don’t have to imagine very hard that they did in fact see something that you haven’t, and vice versa.
Stiles H
Ron, what can I say…….. look how much you wrote in response to this thread that is irrelevant to the thread and most other things I can think of. Knowing that you get some help, relief, satisfaction from your voluminous writing is a great thing and probably a very good outlet and I’m truly happy that it helps you. Sincerely. But this is a public thread about the mysterious world of Sasquatch and it does not make for good reading for the rest of us ( I may be going out on a limb here, but I don’t think so) some of your info is very personal and shouldn’t be shared with all of us nimrods. It is SPECIAL enough only to be shared with your loved ones and best friends.
Ron S
Hello styles, how do you all of this isn’t actually something related to Sasquatch in the end? The actual episodes are mainly Sasquatch and it appears to me that the blog contains various other phenomena as well.
I have had encounters with what you could consider Sasquatch, other things as well. I’m not forcing you to read anything I write, feel free to skip over it, you have a choice.
So as long as Wes lets it stand (worthy of being deleted or not) that is his choice as well and I respect that either way. I will continue to share my truth. Sometimes all these phenomena make more sense after a while when you put all the pieces together (from my experience).
If some of my encounters with positive influences bother you in a negative way it really isn’t likely about me, but maybe it’s something you might want to reflect upon about yourself.
I mainly wanted to come back to my earlier comment to add to it with more validation, which you are also free to not read… which I will do next. I will say a prayer for you first though Stiles
I hope you find more inner peace and love my friend 
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