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Subject: UFO Sighting Reports
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on Monday, January 19, 1998 at 21:58:05
location: Bucyrus, Ohio, USA
date: Feb/Mar 1970
time: 2 - 3 pm
sighting: I know this was a long time ago,
and my mother who also saw this, is deceased
so she cannot cooborate the story. But, it
really happened.
It was after 2:00 pm on a Sunday morning. I
had come home late on Saturday night from a
high school basketball game and my mother and
I sat up listening to "skip" on a CB radio.
She had a back injury and often could not sleep
so she spent a lot of nights at the radio. I
was sitting on the floor, watching out the east
window of our dining room. I was watching two
red lights that I thought were airplanes, sort
of heading for each other. I thought they looked
as if they were awfully close to one another and
similar in brightness. I told my mother that
they looked as if they were going to crash into
one another, when instead ... they just did a
semi-circular dance around each other and kept
going! I just couldn't believe it and jumped
up to get closer to the window to take a look at
these maneuvers. The "plane" going toward the
north turned around and headed back toward the
other red light moving south. I then noticed a
white light hanging in the east just maybe 20-25
degrees above the horizon. I mentioned to my
mother that it was too late or even too early for
a "morning star" that was no planet. We had
moved out to our kitchen to a wider window so we
could both watch. As my mother insisted that the
white light was indeed a star, a third red light
dropped out of the white light. And then the
white light ... almost instantaneously dipped
slightly and appeared to move into nothingness!
My mother and I just stood with our mouths open
and I yelled at her that I was right! It had not
been a star.
The three red lights then met in formation and
moved from the east toward our house. It was a
moonlit night and little or no clouds that we
could notice. Since it was cold, and we had no
coats on, we didn't venture out but the three red
lights moved right over our house. We did not
hear the sound of engines that we would have
heard from an airplane or jet as they were not
high in the sky. We heard nothing. We ran from
the east side of the house to the west side as
they moved overhead. We stood in the bathtub
watching out the window as the three red lights
played in patterns until they could no longer be
seen. The patterns were as such:
* * * then * then * *
* *
* * * or *
To form the pattern, one light would actually
disappear only to reappear at another place in
the pattern!
We were, till the day my mother died, not sure why
all of our yelling did not awaken my father, as we
felt as if we were screaming at one another! But,
while I had always felt that we were not alone in
this wide universe, my mother had scoffed at my
brother's tales of a UFO in the desert while he was
in the Army in Ethiopia (1960-61?). She did not
scoff, thereafter, and admitted that it wasn't
anything that seemed to be of known human technology.
She would not contact the authorities to report it.
And we saw nothing in our local newspaper to believe
there had been any reports. I am sorry I didn't write
down the date or try to keep it. But it would have
been in 1969 or 1970, no later.
I have vague recollections of two other occurances of
unknown phenonmena at that house. They occured while
I was young, maybe at ages 5-6 (1959-1960) and maybe
in 1963-64. One was the recollection of a metallic
object stationary in the clouds hovering nearby. I
pointed it out to my parents, as we were all sitting
on the porch on a weekend afternoon. It made me
nervous as it did not move on, as would an airplane.
My parents dismissed it as one of those "Sputnik"
things and paid little attention to it. I believe I
went into the house as I did not like it "watching us."
I never really quite forgot that day.
The other was a nighttime experience in that I found
my room flooded with light in the middle of the night.
There was the sound of thousands of crickets and the
fact that my little blue transistor radio under my
pillow was full of static. I turned the radio off,
could not bear to look out of the window and slammed
it shut (it was a funny type of door window on hinges)
and went over to the bathroom again ... leaving the
east side of the house and looking out the west. What
really woke me up was the fact that I was staring at a
nearly full moon in the west. If that was the moon,
then what was all that bright light and noise in the
front of the house? I was just not up to knowing, and
returned to put the pillow over my head and forced
myself to sleep. I asked my mother (who never slept
well, often roamed the house at night and always knew
when someone had come in our driveway) if she had saw
the bright lights outside during the night and said
that she was not aware of anything and told me I was
dreaming. Maybe so ... but to this day... while I
can't prove anything. The first story I related,
happened as sure as I am typing this. Could the other
two have been my active imagination? I sure don't think
so. I have always had fairly good recall and remember
many things from when I was 4 years old. I just think
that I've been lucky to see these happenings. And I
hope that the sightings helped to open my eyes and know
that I am a very small part of a wonderous universe that
we know VERY LITTLE ABOUT.
Not exactly alien abductions ... so not a very set of
scary stories! But true ... Believe it or Not! Linda G.
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