The article below was published in the daily newspaper L'Est Républicain, France, page 7, on October 27, 1954.
On April 6, 1948, at the White Sands Research Center in New Mexico, Navy techinician are busy launching super-rockets and observing their behavior. The Corvette captain Mac Laughlin and his team follow, in the theodolite, the ascent of a weather balloon they just released. Suddenly, their attention is attracted by a disc that just crossed the path of the balloon. Its speed is staggering, it touches the balloon and then, with a tremendous leap reaches the high altitudes and disappears.
A similar phenomenon will be repeated several times. Some day, two discs appear alongside a super-rocket apparently accompanying it in its ascent, one of them crosses the path of the rocket, as if it were a game, joins its companion and races with it at a speed such that the rocket seems to remain motionless. Then the two machines disappear.
The Gordman [sic, Gorman] affair is certainly the most mysterious of all the flying saucers stories. On October 1, 1948, Lieutenant G. F Gordman of the National Guard returned from patrol. His comrades had already landed at the airfield in Fargo, North Dakota. It is 9 in the evening and the control tower just informed that the runway is free. Gordman, then at 1,500 m. of altitude, glances under him and sees a bright white light that moves under his plane. He calls the control tower to ask for explanations, then examines more attentively the obstacle: around the light, there is nothing.
In the tower, L.D. Jensen and his comrade Manuel E. Johnson attend the strange ballet danced by Gordman and "the ball of an intense white color".
"The light (said Gordman later) was be animated by a series of pulsation, and then stalled before taking a tight turn." Gordman put full throttle and dove into the thing "at more than 650 kms an hour, but the ball turned again and took altitude. Gordman did the same. The duel had lasted for a few minutes when the plane was finally facing the ball. The collision seemed inevitable when the "light" like a soap bubble, leaped again in space. This fabulous fight timed by observers, lasted 27 minutes. Until the ball, tired, made a fabulous leap and disappeared on the horizon.
