Heaven's to Betsy

And now, tonight's presentation of Radio's outstanding theatre of thrills, suspense. Tonight, we bring you transcribe the story of a very ordinary family in what happens when a UFO lands in their backyard. We call it Heaven's to Betsy. So now, starring Trudemarsen and Hayabarback, here is tonight's suspense play, Heaven's to Betsy.

A lot of people might call what happened to the Doyle's of fantasy, or an allegory, or mass hysteria, or just about anything. But it happened no matter what you call it. And you couldn't convince the government, half dozen army men, and the Doyle's that it didn't.

In particular, you couldn't convince Betsy Doyle. The day it started wasn't much different to any other day. It was about five o'clock in the evening, and there was a thunder and rain storm hanging around the suburb where the Doyle's lived.

Henry Doyle was to lift the bank about to leave for home. Betsy Doyle was in the kitchen cooking dinner, and eight-year-old Dickie Doyle was listening to the radio. Spaceman, you are ready to tell us where you have hidden the galactic astoprism?

Never, Pothoth. With all your secret knowledge, if you're really so smart, you should be able to use your visio-autoscope and find out for yourself. Unfortunately, while you put up such a tremendous, although useless struggle struggle against the royal soldiers of Gremic. The Visio auto-scope was smashed.

It will take two days to repair it and I cannot afford to wait. That's too bad, Puffoth. Then I am afraid I have no other... You all right, dear? I was sure Mom at the time!

Oh, it must have been a thunderbolt. It was awfully close. I failed. It shook the house. Frighten me to death! Oh, Mom, it's an electrical storm, that's all! Well, that's all it is to you, but I don't like it.