My UFO sighting

Started by BigShadow, July 11, 2012, 11:05:52 PM

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BigShadow

Sean...thanks for sharing.

There are tons of reports about UFO's shooting at each other.  There is also an old story about George Lucus.  Many people know that famous people, well some at least, are "in the know" and have powerful friends.  Well one story goes that prior to Star Wars George Lucus had several discussions involving far off planets and civilizations and that Star Wars is loosely based off of this information.  Take it for what its worth, just what I read somewhere a long time ago.
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Count_Zirock

Around 1974 or '75, on a clear, sunny day (Springtime, I believe), I was at my friend Robert's house. We were sitting on his front porch, just goofing around. His younger sister Zanida was with us, as I recall. Not sure which of us saw it first, but we noticed what we thought was a jet waaaay up high. It was really just a speck in the sky, hard to make out any real details. And we were just, "Oh, cool, a jet." Well, we lived in Newark, NJ, not far from Newark Airport and in the flight paths of Kennedy and Laguardia airports. But, we noticed this jet seemed to be moving way too slowly, and there was no jet trail behind it. And we were all just kind of commenting about it when it suddenly just zipped off diagonally to the left like a bullet. When it came to a stop, it literally did just that-- it stopped in the air! We were just kind of processing what we'd just seen when it zipped back across the way it had come, then up and out of our view. Robert and I both vaulted over the porch railing (no wonder my knees are shot today!), but it was just GONE! The next day in school we asked other kids if they'd seen "anything weird in the sky," but none of them had. We never saw anything about it on the news or in the newspapers, and basically just chalked it up as some weird...stuff.
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Scatter

We didn't have A/C when I was growing up in Wolcott Ct. in the 70s. So, in the summer, many night my brothers and I and a friend or two would sleep in the side yard under the stars. No tent, just a sleeping bag and a canopy of stars on top of Southington Mountain, far above the light pollution (no friggin' WAY I'd let my boys do that TODAY. The 21st century SUCKS).

Often we would get up after my parents fell asleep and get into some mild mischief (ringing doorbells, egging things, piling empty cans in front of the door of a house so there would be a racket when they left for work, stuff like that).

I remember one night in maybe '74 or '75 doing all of the above with my best friend Mark Crowley. After we got back from terrorizing the neighborhood and crept into our sleeping bags, Mark nodded out, but I couldn't get to sleep. So I took the binoculars my parents had gotten me for Christmas and started scanning the skies from my sleeping bag. It was maybe 1AM.

After a while I saw what looked like a squadron of lights no bigger individually than the surrounding stars, but clearly moving in formation. At different points the lights would stop, shift positions, change colors, some would zoom off in other directions. I watched this for maybe 20 minutes (pure guess here, but it seemed like quite some time) barely able to keep myself from crapping my sleeping bag. Then I got up, abandoned my best friend to the alien hordes (as you do), and went inside as fast as I could and crawled into my bed, pulling the covers over my head. Somewhere in there I finally fell asleep.

The next night, I just HAD to see if the lights would show up again, so I slept outside. And they did. For 3 nights running. Then never again. I should look up Mark and see if he remembers seeing this too on one of those nights, or if I ever discussed it with him. I just don't remember. But what I saw those nights is burned into my brain.
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Moonshadow

I guess if we're gonna do this I might as well jump in. Personally, I don't consider my experience to be a UFO sighting but more like some sort of bizarre electrical or energy phenomenon. But whenever people are talking UFOs my brother always jumps up and volunteers me to discuss this (I think he's just sorry he missed it).

It was early fall, 1976, on a Sunday just around sunset. I was in our family room in the back of the house alone. I heard a loud explosion and saw a flash through our big picture window. I ran out into the back yard and saw these strange silvery sparks up in the sky, fading or dying out. Suddenly I heard a loud buzzing sound. From behind and to my right came - well, I don't know what it was. It was a shimmering silvery shape, sort of oblong, but not really solid-looking, that zipped around in a circular path overhead. It was buzzing and crackling, and it stopped right over the power pole that was at the corner of our yard. After hovering there for a few seconds, it took off again and made another circle to come back and stop over the pole. As it moved, it left a trail of these silvery sparks behind it. It did this three times and then took off as if to make another circle but never came round again. This all happened over the course of about 15 seconds or so -hard to really say. My brother came out of the house right at the end, just to see the sparkling trail as it dissolved into nothingness. The next day at school, two kids from my block said they saw it too.

I don't think it was any sort of physical aircraft, but the circling behavior was really odd. I've handled plenty of fireworks, of all classes, and I've never seen one behave like this (stopping and hovering?). And no, there were no storms in the area.  I  think it was some sort of natural phenomenon, albeit a very rare one.

BigShadow

Count, Scatter, Moon..............Thanks for sharing your stories with us!  I'm glad to see so many people posting their UFO or other unexplained experiences. 
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