1963 - Lansing, Michigan
I was standing in my driveway in the summer of '63, pitching a
softball up over my head and catching make-believe pop-ups. I was
nine at the time and living with my family on the southwest side of
Lansing, Michigan. On that particular afternoon my father and mother
were out in the backyard--doing what, I don't recall. What I do
remember that day was just how blue the sky was--not a cloud to be
seen. And as I stood there, tossing my ball skyward, I noticed
something else floating in the air. At first I thought I was looking
at a couple of feathers drifting aimlessly toward the ground. But as
I continued watching, my depth perception finally kicked in and I
suddenly realized these objects weren't feathers at all. They were
saucer-like in shape and varying in color (from silver to white)
depending on which way they caught the sun's reflection. I also might
add at this juncture that they were hovering at a height roughly
estimated to be somewhere in the vicinity of 25,000 feet--the same
height we've all witnessed those itty-bitty jets inch their way across
the skyline, seeming to take forever to get anywhere. By contrast,
these objects could not only dance around in unheard of aerodynamic
maneuverings, but in a blink of a eye, could cover the distance it
takes to zoom out of your peripheral vision and in an instant be
straight overhead again. Fortunately I wasn't the only observer of
this phenomena. I quickly hailed my parents and my sister to the
driveway and for the next two to three minutes we watched in utter
amazement. Then, without the slightest warning they just disappeared.
One minute they were there and the next minute--POOF--they were gone.
But the reason for their abrupt departure was soon realized after we
spotted several jets in the distance heading in their direction.
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