Bugs: Where Are You?

Robert W. Morgan. Photo by N. Erika Morgan.

Robert Morgan has given his permission for me to share his open letter to the vanished “Coast to Coast AM” guest with the handle “Bugs.”

The Bugs story has become almost legendary in “buried Bigfoot” archives and research.

The account even gained a brief note within Art Bell’s Wikipedia entry, when the subject turns to frequent callers: “‘Bugs’ – Aging farmer who has repeatedly told of his account of shooting and burying two Bigfoot creatures back in the 1970s, in the Texas Panhandle, initially thinking they were bears. Bugs has mailed a map of the location of this ‘burial’ to Art Bell, to be released to the public upon Bugs’ death.”

The tale has become one of those frustrating stories that speeds along and then we find it deadends. Remains of Bigfoot were promised but never produced.

Morgan writes me today: “Anything you or anyone else can do to solve this conundrum would be welcome.”

Bugs, where are you?

A few years ago I appeared with you on the Art Bell Show. I was then a frequent guest on Art’s show. He had asked that I listen to your report of your encounter with the Bigfoot that had turned both violent and deadly. You and some friends purportedly had killed both a male and a female Bigfoot. I was asked to render an opinion both as a recognized authority on the subject but also as a fellow veteran familiar with the stress that can follow combat.

According to your story, you and some buddies had been out running a trap line or such and had come upon two of those entities whom I have come to call the Forest Giant People. One of your friends had opened fire for reasons of their own. As a Vietnam vet, you had learned the hard way what bullets can do to flesh. Having wounded one of the Bigfoot and having sympathy for its suffering, you followed the trail into a dense thicket. There you discovered a female tending to her mortally wounded male companion. When she attempted to defend him, you shot in self-defense. She died on the spot.

In examining their bodies, you discovered that which I have maintained for 35 years; they are not apes, they are not mere animals, but they are simply giant hairy folks who are close to us. Out of fear (and perhaps a bit of anger and shame) those bodies were quickly buried at some secret location.

However, in talking with you during Art’s show, you appeared to be suffering post-battle stress and remorse. Trust me, my friend, I understand this with all my heart. You appeared sorry for what you and your friends had done; it had come to haunt you. Again, I understand. No true warrior feels proud of killing an unarmed individual no matter the circumstance.

That SAME night on Art’s show you queried me as to why I might think these giant hominids might be more closely related to the genus Homo than that of the Pongidae, the great apes. I allowed too that if they were proven to be as I thought, just perhaps they could be included into the family of Homindae humans. Under our legal system this could perhaps lead to a charge of Second-degree murder or manslaughter. I have thought this through and discussed the matter at length with an attorney who is a part of our group. Given the circumstances, I am confident that you will not be prosecuted for any crime.

Through Art Bell you agreed to give to me a map that could lead me to where these two bodies might be buried, remember? You stated that you trusted me to protect your interest and to use the map only to further my goal of protection for these magnificent creatures. Please know that I am a man of my word and I will never break that vow to you.

It is my understanding that you had sent Art half of the map that could help to lead me to that burial site. I have asked Art if he would at least share with me what you sent plus put me into direct contact with you. He refused, good for him. He is honoring his pledge.

Now I am making a plea to you Bugs to provide the map to me. You have an opportunity to make something good come from this tragedy. Nothing can ever bring those two beings back to life. But, my friend, the map could be the first and greatest step in providing protection for these beings.

Several years have passed. I am continually asked by your fans what really happened. I hope that you see this plea and help bring this to a gratifying ending for all concerned.

Sincerely,
Robert W. Morgan

Loren Coleman About Loren Coleman
Loren Coleman is one of the world’s leading cryptozoologists, some say “the” leading living cryptozoologist. Certainly, he is acknowledged as the current living American researcher and writer who has most popularized cryptozoology in the late 20th and early 21st centuries. Starting his fieldwork and investigations in 1960, after traveling and trekking extensively in pursuit of cryptozoological mysteries, Coleman began writing to share his experiences in 1969. An honorary member of Ivan T. Sanderson’s Society for the Investigation of the Unexplained in the 1970s, Coleman has been bestowed with similar honorary memberships of the North Idaho College Cryptozoology Club in 1983, and in subsequent years, that of the British Columbia Scientific Cryptozoology Club, CryptoSafari International, and other international organizations. He was also a Life Member and Benefactor of the International Society of Cryptozoology (now-defunct). Loren Coleman’s daily blog, as a member of the Cryptomundo Team, served as an ongoing avenue of communication for the ever-growing body of cryptozoo news from 2005 through 2013. He returned as an infrequent contributor beginning Halloween week of 2015. Coleman is the founder in 2003, and current director of the International Cryptozoology Museum in Portland, Maine.

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