Volume 44 - No. 15
May 01, 2014
Editor’s Note: A few years ago our own Kent Ballard had been a student of Sasquatch, also known as Big Foot.
He has given up that study but at one time he was considered something of an expert on this elusive creature. He finally turned his attention to other matters as he was tired of getting phone calls at 3 a.m. wanting the latest info on “Mr. Foot.”
One would have to consider Mr. Ballard to be a believer in Mr. Foot. Several of the following excerpts from emails Kent had exchanged with collegues would indicate as much. Kent is not only a brilliant writer but a mighty good storyteller as well. Witness:
about five old articles from the Star dating back to 1975 or so about bigfoot sightings in this county. He handed them to me and said, "Sleep tight..." Smart ass. One of Kent’s neighbors had a lion caged on his property at one time. A fellow writer wrote Kent, “Did the Bigfeet ever bother your neighbor with the Lion? How did the lion react to bigfoot?”
They had no interaction I'm aware of. Just before I moved here a friend with a good memory went to the library in Indy and looked through old back issues of The Indianapolis Star newspaper. Must have used a computer hooked up to some kind of microfilm device. Anyway, he brought me reprints of The Paper - 760.747.7119
website:www.thecommunitypaper.com
email: thepaper@cox.net
Sydney Long (the lion’s owner) moved about the same time I heard of my first current local bigfoot sighting, about four miles away. It was within a few months one way or the other. When Syd left, he took his beloved lions with him. If I'd had the means to feed them, I'd have volunteered to take them off his hands for pets. They made a helluva racket around sunset. From here, they sounded like that thing that was trying to break through the ship's force field on "Forbidden Planet." Just gawdawful. I should have recorded them.
Had anything like Mr. Foot approached them, they would have raised holy hell and Syd would have been down there with his spotlight and shotgun, and I guess he would have told me about it. So I think the Foots gave them a wide berth, possibly due to their alien (for Indiana) scent. If they'd come close enough the lions would have simply jumped the fence and took off hellbent for elsewhere, which would have been interesting on several different levels. (Three years ago some guy had a lion escape from his property one county south of here. The VERY FIRST WORDS out of the DNR spokesman's mouth on TV was it could not survive in this climate and would soon die. The reporter, later in the same interview, asked the owner where the lion spent most of its time in the winter. "Outside. He liked the
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snow." It's never been seen since.) I've seen Syd's male with its big mane covered in snow. It looked magnificently comfortable.
If either of the species had tangled with each other, my money would have been on Mr. Foot & Co.. No question of it. They'd have just broken the lion's necks. Also, the lions pen was within eyesight of the road, and Syd's house was just out of sight. Having enough sense to pick their fights, I'd imagine the bigfoot would not want to be seen wrestling with fullygrown African lions had someone come driving by at night. That would be pretty weird even for Parke County. On the other hand, now that I think about it, they probably wouldn't have given a damn one way or the other. Editor’s Note:
Later,