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Who
is Jim Moore?
Moore is probably as much a paradox in his own way as Caruana and Renzo, but the public, historical record on him is much fuller, going back to 1962 - when he was 16. He grew up in Pratt, Kansas with three younger sisters (though born in Chehalis, Wash. July 2, 1945 the son of Obe and Cleo Elizabeth Moore) and was raised by an abusive alcoholic stepfather. He ran away from home at 15 to escape the abuse, but was soon returned. Until just before his high school graduation, he went by the name Jim Riley (his stepfather's surname), but changed back to his birth certificate name, Moore, in time for graduation. In the late 1950s, he started entering local science fairs; his first project was a method of solving one of the "unsolvable" problems of geometry - triangulating an unknown angle with only a compass, pencil and straightedge. "It wasn't really 'pure' mathematics," he said, "but it worked for practical purposes. The paradox is in thirds. One-third in decimal form is 0.3333....ad infinitum. Same with two-thirds - 0.6666....ad infinitum. You'll never get to the end. Well, the judges said they wanted to give me top prize, but there was no mathematics category, so it went to a girl and her butterfly collection. They had to award one to a male and one to a female. "The next year, I submitted a different project - a satellite I designed and built myself. It evolved over three years' time into Project OBSAT (OBservation SATellite) and it was a spy satellite using Very Low Frequency (VLF) and Extremely Low Frequency (ELF) technology to detect Soviet nuclear tests - underwater, underground, in space, anywhere. They couldn't hide."
He claims it was during his widely-publicized day-long tour of Boeing facilities in Wichita that he learned about "the Roswell crash", and saw early Stealth experiments. "At the time I had no idea really what I was looking at, and I suppose they counted on my ignorance. What I didn't know was the real reason for their interest in me. They had just fried their Midas and Samos spy satellites with some high-altitude nuclear tests, and were fishing around to design some replacements. Mine had some unique characteristics no one had ever considered before." He says the VLF-ELF idea was not original: "I got the idea out of one of those Popular Electronics-type magazines that had a little gizmo you could build that used the VLF band to listen to rocket launches and thunderstorms from a distance of 300 miles or so. The article mentioned it could also detect nuclear explosions or tests. I just figured if it worked laterally, it should work even better from straight up - like in orbit." He claims a branch of the Wisconsin Civil Air Patrol adopted his project and helped get redesigned elements placed into a real satellite. "I used to have the letters, the awards, all of that, but lost them a long time ago. The only thing I still have, remarkably, is an old notebook in which I kept the circuit schematics for the thing." In 1963, he was named International Science Fair finalist and received awards from the Army, Navy, Air Force and NASA as well as the National Science Foundation. "At the time, I had run away from home again - for good. I was tired of the beatings. It was in November 1962 and for a while I lived under the football bleachers until it got too cold. Then I moved into the high school basement and kept a sleeping bag next to the old furnace. The school had given me my own caged-in lab space in the basement with my own lock, so I pretty much had free access. I'd go down there and when it came time for the janitor to close up, I'd turn off my lights and stay real quiet until he left. That lasted until one morning the janitor came in early to check the furnace on a real cold day and found me asleep. The school officials hit the roof. That was the first they knew that I was living on my own." There was one woman, he says, who "kept the secret" - a Mrs. Ray Kahmeyer who took a special interest in him, in addition to her own two children, Hollis and Joy. "She became my surrogate mom." At that time, he says, he was "adopted" by the local Lions and Kiwanis clubs and given a hotel room in the Calbeck Hotel in exchange for sweeping and mopping after school and running the desk on weekends. "I guess they thought I'd amount to something because of the satellite, and so they took me under their wing." After he won the science fair honors, and a scholarship to the University of Kansas. he left Pratt, Kansas for Lawrence in the early summer of 1963, just after graduation. In November 1963, following the assassination of President Kennedy, "my whole world changed," he says. "I had always had my heart set on going into astronaut training, and making a career out of the Air Force. After November 22, things just didn't feel right anymore. For one, during preliminary training, I discovered my eyesight was less than perfect; that knocked me out of my dream right there. I didn't want to be chained to a desk somewhere watching other guys fly to the stars. Also, I no longer trusted my government. I felt there was something wrong with what we were being told about the assassination - just a gut feeling. As days went by, that feeling grew, especially after Ruby shot Oswald." His grades started dropping and he lost interest and soon dropped out and took a strange new road that altered his life forever.
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