A listener writes “I work in the health care field, although my training includes a PhD in Biological Anthropology from a strong program in the East and an undergraduate degree in geology as well, so I am well versed in the natural sciences and very familiar with the principles of evolution and evolutionary biology. My interest in the topic of Sasquatch goes back to my early childhood.
I was nine my grandparents gave me a 10 speed bike as a gift. I loved trying to ride it around my house which was perched on a small mountain. It was an old Free Spirit bike from Sears Roebuck & Company. It was red and I could only ride it in the driveway and around the property that didn’t go downhill quickly. One day in early July of 1982 I ventured out across the road and a hundred yards down the road to the cemetery that is diagonally across from our property but still on our small mountaintop. I stopped in the cemetery pull over because my bike chain jumped a rung and fell off as I was chasing gears. I stopped and immediately began fixing it when I felt the need to look up. It was right out of a B Horror movie.
At the back of the cemetery stood a large black figure. It was very blocky and very black. I couldn’t see the outline of a head as the shoulders seemed to come up behind what would be the head. I was mesmerized as whatever this was had a shiny black coat almost like a well groomed bear but it absorbed the sunlight much more than a bear coat. It stood behind the stone wall bordering the cemetery so I could not see hands as they must have hung below the wall which is about three feet in height. What amazed me was the size. It was standing next to a small tree and the top of this creature must have been between 9 1/2 and 10 feet tall. The odd thing was I felt no terror. I wasn’t sure what I was looking at either as my preconceived notion of Sasquatch was that it lived in the West and was between 7-8 feet tall and looked more like Chewbacca from Star Wars than this creature. I heard nothing or smelled nothing but I had a sense it was showing itself to me. It made no movement towards me. Once I realized what I might be looking at, my instincts kicked in I fled pushing my bike with its chain dragging on the ground home. The creature was about 100 yards away and I was only 120 yards from my front door. I never looked back but ditched the bike and ran inside the house.”