I met Frank Wiggins several years ago at a privately-owned coffee shop in a remote location in a southwestern city. We connected immediately and, after taking care of a little business, the conversation turned to stories about his past.

They were full of intrigue, super-human accomplishments, and abnormal events.

Frank’s body language said he wasn’t comfortable doing this. His eyes darted around the room while he told the stories in great detail.

I debated between thinking he was the most amazing man I had ever met and thinking he was making up tall tales.

I considered what I knew about him.

I had known Frank’s sons for several years. I started doing business with them shortly after we met. I always felt like the business relationships were vetting me for something else.

At the time, I decided to withhold judgment on Franks’ stories.

Now, I’m glad I did.

Looking back, I can see that Frank’s sons were looking for someone they could trust to help their Dad tell his story. It was a story that, prior to the release of his book, he had only told those closest to him.

He was afraid to tell it to other people. He was afraid they would call him a child killer. He was afraid they wouldn’t believe him. He was afraid government authorities would arrest him for revealing classified secrets.

Even after my wife and I edited his work, built his website, and helped him self-publish his book, there were times I wasn’t sure his story was true. It was too fantastic. It read too much like a movie script.

Could one man do what Frank did?

It helped that another client with significant legal and government experience had seen a brother go through similar experiences.

It helped when I met a therapist who specialized in Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) and gained insight on how this affects someone’s behavior.

It really helped when Bill Brockbrader, (aka Bill Wood) came forward with his information.

For the first time, I saw Frank’s behavior in someone who was telling a similar story.

I saw the connection between paranormal skills and physical accomplishments. I realized how government uses military training to capitalize on human potential, especially acute psychic and mental ability, and use it for destructive purposes.

I recognized how military veterans who participated in secret operations cannot put those experiences behind them because to talk about the experiences in therapy is to risk national security.

I now know why Frank met me in that privately owned, remote coffee shop. It was a place he trusted.

I now know why Frank’s eyes darted around the room as he talked. He was watching his back.

I now know why Frank had to tell his story. It was part of his healing process.

I now know why I have told his story over the past week. I had to evaluate the truth and confirm it for myself.

The next step for Frank is the same as the next step for me. It is to move forward in an effort to heal the acts committed under the guise of classified information and national security by working together to create a world of love and peace.

I’ll have more to say about that in tomorrow’s article.