William Roe's Sworn Affidavit
William Roe claimed to have encountered a sasquatch in
1955, and was so certain about what he had seen, he made a sworn affidavit:
I, W. Roe of the City of Edmonton, in the province of Alberta make oath and
say, (1) That the exhibit A attached to this, my affidavit, is absolutely true
and correct in all details.
Sworn before me in the City of Edmonton, Province of Alberta, this
26th day of August, A.D. 1957.
(Signed) William Roe (Signed) by W.H. Clark Assistant Claims Agent
Number D.D. 2822
EXHIBIT A. Ever since I was a small boy back in the forest of
Michigan, I have studied the lives and habits of wild animals. Later, when I
supported my family in Northern Alberta by hunting and trapping, I spent many
hours just observing the wild things. They fascinated me. But the most
incredible experience I ever had with a wild creature occurred near a little
town called Tete Jaune Cache, British Columbia, about eighty miles west of
Jasper, Alberta.
I had been working on the highway near Tete Jaune Cache for about
two years. In October, 1955, I decided to climb five miles up Mica Mountain to
an old deserted mine, just for something to do. I came in sight of the mine
about three o'clock in the afternoon after an easy climb. I had just come out
of a patch of low brush into a clearing when I saw what I thought was a grizzly
bear, in the bush on the other side. I had shot a grizzly near that spot the
year before. This one was only about 75 yards away, but I didn't want to shoot
it, for I had no way of getting it out. So I sat down on a small rock and
watched, my rifle in my hands.
I could see part of the animal's head and the top of one shoulder.
A moment later it raised up and stepped out into the opening. Then I saw it was
not a bear.
This, to the best of my recollection, is what the creature looked
like and how it acted as it came across the clearing directly toward me. My
first impression was of a huge man, about six feet tall, almost three feet
wide, and probably weighing somewhere near three hundred pounds. It was covered
from head to foot with dark brown silver-tipped hair. But as it came closer I
saw by its breasts that it was female.
And yet, its torso was not curved like a female's. Its broad frame was straight
from shoulder to hip. Its arms were much thicker than a man's arms, and longer,
reaching almost to its knees. Its feet were broader proportionately than a
man's, about five inches wide at the front and tapering to much thinner heels.
When it walked it placed the heel of its foot down first, and I could see the
grey-brown skin or hide on the soles of its feet.
It came to the edge of the bush I was hiding in, within twenty
feet of me, and squatted down on its haunches. Reaching out its hands it pulled
the branches of bushes toward it and stripped the leaves with its teeth. Its
lips curled flexibly around the leaves as it ate. I was close enough to see
that its teeth were white and even.
The shape of this creature's head somewhat resembled a Negro's.
The head was higher at the back than at the front. The nose was broad and flat.
The lips and chin protruded farther than its nose. But the hair that covered
it, leaving bare only the parts of its face around the mouth, nose and ears,
made it resemble an animal as much as a human. None of this hair, even on the
back of its head, was longer than an inch, and that on its face was much
shorter. Its ears were shaped like a human's ears. But its eyes were small and
black like a bear's. And its neck also was unhuman. Thicker and shorter than
any man's I had ever seen.
As I watched this creature, I wondered if some movie company was
making a film at this place and that what I saw was an actor, made up to look
partly human and partly animal. But as I observed it more, I decided it would
be impossible to fake such a specimen. Anyway, I learned later there was no
such company near that area. Nor, in fact, did anyone live up Mica Mountain,
according to the people who lived in Tete Jaune Cache.
Finally the wild thing must have got my scent, for it looked
directly at me through an opening in the brush. A look of amazement crossed its
face. It looked so comical at the moment I had to grin. Still in a crouched
position, it backed up three or four short steps, then straightened up to its
full height and started to walk rapidly back the way it had come. For a moment
it watched me over its shoulder as it went, not exactly afraid, but as though
it wanted no contact with anything strange.
The thought came to me that if I shot it, I would possibly have a
specimen of great interest to scientists the world over. I had heard stories of
the Sasquatch, the giant hairy Indians that live in the legends of British
Columbia Indians, and also many claim, are still in fact alive today. Maybe
this was a Sasquatch, I told myself.
I levelled my rifle. The creature was still walking rapidly away,
again turning its head to look in my direction. I lowered the rifle. Although I
have called the creature "it", I felt now that it was a human being
and I knew I would never forgive myself if I killed it.
Just as it came to the other patch of brush it threw its head back
and made a peculiar noise that seemed to be half laugh and half language, and
which I can only describe as a kind of a whinny. Then it walked from the small
brush into a stand of lodgepole pine.
I stepped out into the opening and looked across a small ridge
just beyond the pine to see if I could see it again. It came out on the ridge a
couple of hundred yards away from me, tipped its head back again, and again
emitted the only sound I had heard it make, but what this half- laugh,
half-language was meant to convey, I do not know. It disappeared then, and I
never saw it again.
I wanted to find out if it lived on vegetation entirely or ate
meat as well, so I went down and looked for signs. I found it in five different
places, and although I examined it thoroughly, could find no hair or shells of
bugs or insects. So I believe it was strictly a vegetarian.
I found one place where it had slept for a couple of nights under
a tree. Now, the nights were cool up the mountain, at this time of year
especially, and yet it had not used a fire. I found no sign that it possessed
even the simplest of tools. Nor a single companion while in this place.
Whether this was a Sasquatch I do not know. It will always remain
a mystery to me, unless another one is found.
I hereby declare the above statement to be in every part true, to
the best of my powers of observation and recollection.
(Signed) William Roe
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