matters not. I'm a hippy from the 70's . We are EVERYWHERE.
Now........ back a long time ago when I was eight. That would make my youngest brother just born and my uther brother six and my mom 30 and my dad 27 ; I was lucky enough to experience a specular event with my family. Not a complete family yet however as it would be another 3 or 4 years before my sister came along.
It was a warm and humid night in Nashville tn. Lets see..........if i was eight, well i'm 55 now , you do the math. My dad drove one of those Chevrolets that looked like a butterfly from the back Kinda had these arches for back lights. Real cool. No air conditioning. And for that matter no street lights like today. Just long stretches of highway. On a good trip to my grandparents house about 11 miles away we'd roll down the windows and hear the night sounds and the blare of the am radio tuned into Johnny Cash or Sam the Sham singing little red riding hood. If it was a bad night mom and dad would be fighting. Mom crying. Dad trying to keep the peace. The wind would be warm and the smell of skunk musk became so common a road trip experience that i grew to associate it with summer and roadtrips and quite honestly.........grew to like it.
It was on one of those nights that we headed home from my grandparents house , things must have been good that night. Like i say it , the drive, was about 11 or so miles and my brother Andy was just a wee lad and me and Mike my other brother were kids and we were tired by the time we got home and andy was wrapped up in a light blanket sleeping from the lull of the road.
Mom and dad were no nonsense kind of people. non drinkers. heavy smokers. all brain cells in tact. Good church going people. I can remember rolling up into the drive at our house and my dad making a comment about the thing in the sky. Way off in the distance. Him and mom sat there smoking fags and watching this thing just sit there from just top the trees way off in the distance.
We got out of the car and the "thing" was still just sitting out there still as the night air. My dad would later go on to tell me that he had always regretted not going to school to be an aircraft mechanic. He was such a brilliant man..... really. He could work on cars . He built "crazy" cars with his buddies and they would race them at our fair grounds in the summer. Later in his life he built the radio controlled planes and most of his time was spent fishing or flying planes. The ocean and the skies were a never ending source of awe for my dad.
Me and my brother Mike were getting bored with it all and i guess we were starting to make our way into the house when all of the sudden .....and I mean all of the sudden..... there it was right there above us. None of us said a word. For a short while we were speechless. We had neighbors to the left and right of us. All around us. And not one person ........not one person came out for anything......not to take the trash out, roll up a car window, let the dog out.......nothing.
there were no cell phones then. there was really nothing. you know.......... modern. so there we were standing there looking up at this god like craft . Huge. Just huge. It was triangular shaped. It was lit up like fire but yet a contained fire. It was shaped like a triangle, oh yeah, i already said that. And there was more than "fire". there were things that my mom and dad would later describe but in my eight year oldness i couldnt take in.
And it was quite. Not a peep. Quite and low. I remember my dad saying "i bet i could throw a rock and hit it". It appeared that low. We were watching it and it was watching us. This went on for some time. Long enough that dad would say things like "mike , go over to Buddy's house and knock on the door real loud and get him out here!!" and my brother mike said ...... "no"
and then mom and dad discussed in total bewilderment as to where in the hell were any of the neighbors..........and why werent the dogs barking? I remember that.
Then my baby brother andy woke up and started to cry and dad said "get him in the house"
and then as fast as it was there, it was back in the sky in the distance. just sitting there.
Now here's where i want to make it real clear that i'm not saying it was or it wasnt. i'm just saying. like i have said my sister was a few years in the making. but as for the ones of us there, at least us kids.............. i would go on to suffer severe headaches and a "lazy floating" eye. Mom eventually took me to the eye doctor and eventually they did xrays and found an "object" between my eye and my brain. I remember mom crying and trying to not worry me and praying a whole lot. and that was that.
in the meantime my brother mike starting out of the blue having epileptic seizures for no reason at all ..........and then eventually they passed. and as for the youngest , Andy, well, later in life he would develop a nasty habit of falling out on the playground and as teachers would put it "he claims he saw colors"
i havent talked to him in some years but i suspect the poor thing does still to this day. who knows.
Mom was always crazy so she went on and dad , well.......... he seemed fine. Dad called some government agency that night and reported it......... it eventually came back that it was swamp gas and that thousands of other people saw it all over the usa.
so there you go. one of a story of many.