Ted Arthurs, Homestead, FL Excerpt from the Personal Narrative of Mr. Ted Arthurs, PhD Recorded May 2014 CLASSIFIED TOP SECRET/TA "We thought there were lessons that the body and brain of the Department of Defense would learn from this terrible event. I’m afraid we were wrong. Now, in hindsight, I think we should have done more.” When his cell phone went off at 0245, Ted Arthurs wasn’t asleep. He was puzzled because the ring was the standard electronic ring his phone used for unknown incoming calls. It wasn’t the Cavalry Charge of the Project duty officer or any of the other numbers programmed into the phone. He rolled over to reach the nightstand. He swiped the phone’s screen and said, “Arthurs”. “General,” a rough voice said. “Can you copy some numbers?” Ted put both feet on the floor, switched on the lamp, and rummaged for a pen. “Ready to copy.” he said. The voice read twenty-three numbers. Ted wrote them down and repeated them back. “That’s it.”
