What I've Learned This is the section I will be updating regularly as I stitch together the various, often jumbled pieces of my grandfather John Wheeler's tragic life story. The item serving as my Rosetta Stone is a journal he started in 1966 on his way to a secret base in Nakhon Phanom, Thailand. Some of the journal pages are missing, others are frustratingly torn or smudged, but at least they give me some idea of the meaning behind the piles of photos, notes, postcards, Super 8 movies and other materials I have spread out all over my room. The most recent updates will always be at the top of the page, so please start reading from the bottom post. I will try my best to present this information in a way that makes sense, but much of it is still a mystery to me. If you have any insights or ideas you feel make more sense, or if you know anyone who worked on Project Rainbow and would be willing to come forward and share what they know, PLEASE do not hesitate to contact me. Thank you for your time. -Matt Wheeler Portrait of a monster - Fri, March 16, 2007 So Dr. Genero, aka Erich Miller, aka The Miller, is still alive and, in the words of Konamouse, "tall, skinny and 91 years old." With the recent connections being made, in the back of my mind I'd been thinking The Miller was probably a descendant or protege of Dr. Genero. After all, how could someone my grandfather considered an "older" man 41 years ago still be a threat today? Nonagenarians sit in nursing homes waiting for someone to feed them, they don't go on global killing sprees. But in case there was any doubt, Cryptidtruth forever dispelled any notions that Genero is an ordinary old man. Ah, Cryptidtruth. Such irony in that moniker, at least the second word. I got an email from RedHatty late last night with the subject line "Your Dad," which definitely got my attention. She said she'd found the name "WHEELERJC" in the Slack Farm section of M-A-R-A (UN: SFKY, PW: projectelf. Be warned, though, there are some gruesome images in there.) She said it also appeared he was alive in 2005-2006. I read the text file there several times, wondering how a lady who'd been so kind to me could suddenly be so cruel, messing with my head after all we've been through. Then I saw it, spelled backwards--part of M-A-R-A's filename conventions. RedHatty was right. In her email, she also said: I know this is going to sound really "out there" but I have a funny feeling that Cryptidtruth IS your dad, although why he would hide his identity from you, I can't begin to guess. Honestly, it doesn't really sound all that "out there" to me. The thought has been nagging at the back of my mind for a while now, although I've been trying to deny it. No, the really "out there" part is how my father, if this is true, could have kept this from me my whole life. Seeing that text file was like a punch in the gut. How could my father do this to me? How could he do this to my mother? Did she know, or did she go to her grave thinking he'd been dead almost 20 years? I've got such a sickening blend of emotions churning in my head right now that I feel paralyzed. There's confusion, obviously. Guilt, that my stupid, incessant digging in my mother's attic led to Sun-Yi's parents being killed. Worry, that she may be walking into a deathtrap herself, and I can do nothing to stop her. Not only that, but the slap in her face that my own father may still be alive, while hers is not. I know this sounds awful, but in a strange way, I almost envy Sun-Yi. Right or wrong, at least she seems to have a clear path to follow. I feel powerless. Why couldn't I have heeded my mother's advice and just thrown the contents of her attic in the trash? I'm so sorry, Sun-Yi. Please come home safely. « back