Somewhere in the Skies - Witness Accounts: Volume Six

Episode Date: May 20, 2019

On episode 109 of SOMEWHERE IN THE SKIES, we bring you another powerful volume of witness accounts. UFO sightings and otherworldly encounters are life-altering experiences. They challenge our perception, our beliefs, and recalibrate our entire journey in a world we often think is paved out for us. But the accounts in this episode certainly prove otherwise for those who looked up into the skies and realized that the map was yet to be fully navigated. Thank you to everyone who shared their stories in this listener-favorite series. Use Promo code: SKIES for discount tickets to ALIEN CON Patreon: www.patreon.com/somewhereskies To watch ROSWELL: MYSTERIES DECODED for free, CLICK HERE  Website: www.somewhereintheskies.com YouTube Channel: CLICK HERE Official Store: CLICK HERE Order Ryan's Book by CLICKING HERE Twitter: @SomewhereSkies Instagram: @SomewhereSkiesPod Opening Theme Song, "Ephemeral Reign" by Per Kiilstofte SOMEWHERE IN THE SKIES is part of the eOne podcast network. To learn more, CLICK HERE SOMEWHERE IN THE SKIES is sponsored by HelloFresh. To receive 50% off your first order, use promo code: SOMEWHERE50 at checkout by visiting www.HelloFresh.ca Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/somewhere-in-the-skies. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

What's up, saucerheads. This is Ryan Sprag from the Summer in the Skies podcast, and I have an exclusive offer for you to come join me at Alien Con Los Angeles. AlienCon brings together UFO researchers, the stars of ancient aliens, and science fiction fan favorites. But most importantly, it brings us all together as like-minded people to talk about these topics. I'll be giving lectures and taking part in numerous panel discussions with some of the most popular UFO and unexplained podcasts. out there today. And don't forget to check out live podcast recordings of Somewhere in the Skies and Unknown, hosted by Jason McClellan. It's going to be a jam-packed weekend you won't soon forget and you get to be a part of. The event is June 21st, 22nd, and 23rd at the Los Angeles Convention Center. Tickets are on sale right now at thealiaccon.com. And if you use the promo code

Skies at checkout, you'll get an exclusive discount on all tickets. Again, use the promo code Skies. For guest info, special offers, full schedule, and tickets, visit thealiencon.com, and I'll see you there. Welcome to Somewhere in the Skies. I'm your host, Ryan Sprague. Before we get to this week's witness accounts episode, I have to take a moment to acknowledge someone we unfortunately lost this past week in the UFO field. Stanton T. Friedman. That name will be very familiar to many. of you out there, but if it's not, basically, we have this man to think for literally breaking the

Roswell UFO story. It was his hard work and unwavering dedication to tracking down firsthand witnesses that have made this case the most famous UFO event and cover-up of all time. I remember the first time I recognized him at a UFO conference in Arizona. I was too scared to talk to him. I mean, I was very, very new to the UFO game at this point. point, but as the years went on and I saw him more regularly, I finally gathered the courage to get a book signed by him. That book was Crash at Corona, all about the Roswell UFO crash. It was the first ever book on UFOs I picked up at my local library as a 13-year-old. We spoke briefly after he signed my book and the years would go on, and on April 1st, 2018,

I had the amazing opportunity to interview Mr. Friedman. for the 50th episode of Somewhere in the Skies. It was an interview I would never forget. After announcing his retirement from the UFO lecture circuit, I thought it would be a perfect time to hear all about his life and careers, in and out of the UFO field. Listening back to that episode now, every single word has now been elevated and taken to heart more than I could have possibly known at the time.

Only a few months after that interview, I had the rare opportunity to speak alongside him at his last ever lecture in Canada during the Halifax Esotericon conference. Put on by Stanton Friedman's very own nephew and a close friend of mine, Paul Kimball. Mr. Friedman stood in front of a packed audience and gave the same lecture he'd given almost 40 years ago, and it was just as relevant today as it was back then. Another thing we have are physical trace cases. You know, police look for fingerprints and footprints. We euthologists, that's euthologists, not euphoologists.

Look for physical trace cases. Guy named Ted Phillips in Missouri has collected several thousand physical trace cases from at least 80 countries. These are cases in which the saucer is seen on or near the ground, And after leaves, one finds physical changes. The equivalent of burns or with burn rings, landing your marks. This is one in Delphos, Kansas. The soil has changed down about 10 inches.

And the soil in the ring, I measured, had the composition measured of the soil in the rain and is from the surrounding area. Higher level of soluble minerals. Definite physical traces associated with the presence of a fine I remember sitting in the front row of the audience and just thinking of what it must have been like for this man touting flying saucers are real. Back in the days when Project Blue Book was telling us that they were everything but real.

And throughout the years, Mr. Friedman wasn't without controversy, but he was a man of conviction, and he paved the way and built the roads that all of us seekers of truth are now navigating. Have I pleased everybody? I certainly have not. That's the price you pay. I had a father-in-law who said, when you're playing bridge, if you don't get set once in a while, you're not bidding high enough. So if you can't stand the heat, as Harry Truman said, get out of the kitchen. I can stand the heat, and I will continue to do it as long as I can.

Stanton Friedman passed away on May 13th. He died doing what he loved. most, speaking on the topic of UFOs. He was on his way home from giving a talk in Ohio. This seems very fitting, and I'm sure he wouldn't have it any other way. He saw friends, he saw colleagues, he shared his research, and I know he opened the eyes of many that were in the audience that day, just like he did for me when I was 13 years old.

This episode is dedicated to the memory of Stanton T. Friedman. May he now finally rest, finding the answers he's always sought somewhere in the skies. This is Somewhere in the Skies, with Brian Sprig. Hi, my name's Jason. I'm 40 years old, and I reside in a rural part of eastern Oregon. Before I get into my experience, I want to just state where my interest in UFOs originates. When I was probably in the fourth or fifth grade, I saw a commercial for Time Life's Mysteries, of the unknown. Now, in this commercial, there's a segment in which they show these recurring pictures of what would return gray aliens, and it shows it over and over again. Now, I remember

the fear that I felt at that age looking at those pictures, and subsequently, any time I'd walk around a corner, I would always be afraid that I would see one, or, you know, I thought that if I would ever look through a window, maybe I would see one staring at me. So I would always make sure that the windows were shut, the blinds are closed, and they were latched. That's the last kind of experience I wanted to have. But that's where my interest originates, I guess. Now, the experience that I had, it happened in late June of 2011. Now, I'm a jogger, and I was jogging on this path between this sports complex and the local high school where I live. Now, westward are some mountains.

And at this time it was dusk, so the sun had just set behind the peaks of those mountains, but there were still a little bit of light coming through. Now, out of nowhere, I just decided to look over to my right, towards the mountains. And as I look over to my right, I see this flash of light, and my first thought was, since it was at the base of the mountain where a lot of fields are, that it was probably a crop duster or just a helicopter,

and the light was being reflected. it off the metallic surface. I mean, it seems logical enough, right? Well, as I keep looking, I notice that it starts speeding up and that this light isn't just a flash, but it's a sustained ball of light. Now, as it approaches what you would term

a bad land hill at the base of one of these mountains, and it's heading southward, by the way. It's moving in the same direction I am. So as it approaches this hill, it shoots up at what I would describe to be probably a... 60 degree angle, and it does so very rapidly. Now, as it goes up, it heads left to my direction, which is eastward, and it approaches me at a high rate of speed. Now, when it finally comes above my

head, there are two things that I notice. First of all, it's blinking really fast, almost as if it were a really fast strobe light. It was producing that type of effect, and at the same time, it looked like it was undulating. And this was like a darker shade of yellow. is the color I would describe it. And, you know, when I see this passing over my head, I remember distinctly thinking, oh my God, I can't believe this is actually happening. You know, you hear about this on TV maybe, or you read about it in books or magazines, or on crazy internet forums where people talk about crazy things all the time,

but you never really think that it's going to happen to you, and you never really think that you're going to see this. Well, I saw it. Hands down. Now, as it passes over my head, it keeps going in the same direction and it's gaining altitude at this point as it gets higher to the atmosphere it pulsates three or four times and then it immediately immediately it looks like it snuffed out as if someone snuffed it out like a candle i mean it just disappeared it contracted and was gone now when i was

on my way home i finished my jog and the the bizarre part about all of this is that yes i was surprised Yes, I was kind of excited, but at the same time I had this really calm, serene feeling. And it didn't really feel natural, to be honest. It felt like it was something surreal. Like it didn't really happen, but it did. Now, a couple of days later, my wife and I are at our friend's house eating dinner. And I bring this event up to them. And the reason why I did this was because the place where this light originated,

from when I saw it was right near their property. They own property right there on the on the base of the mountain. So I'm like, hey, guys, there's something going on over here? Did you see anything? I'd really like to know if you did. And of course they didn't. And that night when we left, my wife and I were driving on the highway towards our house. And I decided to look left over into the direction where I had seen that light a couple days before ago. And I see what appears to be an orange ball of light rising into the air at a steady speed, really slow and steady. So I pointed it out to my wife, and I am like, so, hey, do you see this? And she's like, yeah, I see it. So we pull over, and we get out of the car. And by the time we get out and we look up, there are now three balls of orange light in the sky. And they're

forming what appeared to be an equilateral triangle. I mean, they were very evenly spaced, right? And then after looking at it for a couple of minutes, they one by one went out. Now, I'm thinking about these experiences. And, you know, sometimes you think it could be anything, but I have a really weird feeling that the synchronicities in this are too uncanny. I'm not really much of a metaphysical person in that way. I'm not really into the woo factor, so to speak. But in retrospect, when I look back on these events,

I ask myself, what are the odds that I would look in that direction at that time and see that light and have it passed directly over my head, almost as if it were coming in my direction purposefully for me to see it. When I first thought about this, I thought, you know what? It seems like it was trying to avoid being seen because it was going so fast. But the more I think about it, it almost seems like it wanted to be seen both times. because the fact that I was looking in those directions at that specific time in that specific way. It really kind of reinforces that fear that I've always had about shutting my windows and whatnot, especially into my older age now, I suppose. But one thing I think that is, that makes this really poignant, so to speak, is that, you know,

some people will say, I know what it is I saw, I know what I saw. You know, I'm not of the same mind. I say I have no idea what I saw. I don't know what it was. However, I do know what it was not. It was not a plane. It was not a satellite. It was not a balloon.

It was not a helicopter. It was nothing man-made. That's for sure. My name is Elle from Northeast Ohio. I was about seven when this sighting occurred. It was the first I can, ever recall. It certainly wasn't the last, though. I loved to play this game in my backyard that I called bus driver. It's exactly the way it sounds. I walk around the yard and pretend that I was a bus driver

picking the kids up to go to school. I don't know why it was fun, but I loved doing it and I did it almost every single day. This particular day, I remember, there was something going on inside the house. My mom's family was over, so I slipped away, went outside, and started to play my game. And when I got closer to the house,

there was a deck on the back of the house that had a set of steps that were right at the back of the house. Like, you could go up the steps and go right inside the door. And when I got there, something compelled me to look up and look over my shoulder, kind of behind me. And they're like maybe 20 or 30 feet in the air, not very high off the ground, was the literal definition of a flying saucer. absolutely the most typical saucer that, you know, you could see in pop culture, that you usually see in pop culture.

It was small, incredibly small. Like, if there were people inside, there could only be one. That's how small it was. And we lived in a ranch home that my parents had just built. So it was not, you know, it was. you know, exactly that about 20 to 30 feet tall. And the craft didn't even, it didn't even clear the chimney. It's crazy how long the moment went on or goes on in my memory because there are so many details that I can recall. I remember it was silver, but it wasn't reflective. It had three lights that I could see.

And they were turned off, but I could see what colors they would be if they were turned on. One would be blue, one would be yellow, and one would be red. And it was just so small. That's still, to this day, one of the two things that baffles me the most is how small it was and how close it was. I had never experienced anything like this. I had never wanted to. It had never been something that was what I was interested in. I loved Barbies and Hot Wheels.

I didn't care about space. I didn't care about aliens. I didn't care about any of that stuff. So for me to see this was odd. It wasn't something that I would have been seeking out. Sometimes in the memories I can recall a figure or being inside the dome on top of the craft. Sometimes I can't. I'm not sure which it would be.

Maybe it was both. Maybe it was something I'm just creating in my mind. But I know what I did see. And I know that it was there in front of me. Everything was silent. Like, there was no sounds. I don't even know what really compelled me to look up because I was just minding my own business,

playing my little bus driver game, and something caused me to look up. I ran inside. I didn't want to be around anything like that. When I got inside, my great-grandmother was standing right there, and she's like, oh, you look like you just saw, a ghost. I'm like, all I could say was no and shook my head and I didn't say anything about it to her. At some point I did tell my parents, my dad didn't believe me. My mom didn't say anything at the time,

but I found out later that she most definitely did believe me. My dad thought it was an excuse to go, to not have to go outside because in the months that followed over that summer, I had, I didn't want to go outside, whether I was with someone or not. I didn't want to see that again. I would sit on the floor of my bedroom with my yellow line tablet and draw this house, draw this girl, and then draw this flying saucer. And it was utterly silent when the incident happened, but when I was drawing these, I would always have some kind of

caption on that flying saucer. It would always say something like the one I remember the most is L, it's us, we're not here to harm you. And it's like I had never known about aliens or abductions or anything like that. So I don't know why I added, you know, those little captions on to these pictures. I hid them. I know eventually my mom did them but I hid them and eventually I threw them away because I was embarrassed and that's how I've felt in the following years since since that first sighting there's been other sighting there's been other experiences that have that should confirm to me that I'm not crazy but I do feel so crazy every single day for beliefs.

in, you know, aliens and UFOs and being on this journey of truth-seeking. I used to be so shameless when in my young teen years, I was so shameless about making, trying to make people believe in it. I thought that if they heard my story, then they would have to believe it because they know me, why would I lie? So therefore my story to me was the most compelling truth to them to make them believe it. But I kind of became an outcast in part because of that belief. And eventually I kind of shut up about it. I never really speak about it publicly anymore. I just live and let be.

There are other experiences that I've had that I shouldn't feel so insane. But every single day of my life, I do. I completely feel crazy for seeing the things that I've seen and believing what I do. They say seeing is believing, but I guess sometimes even seeing. it can't make you believe it. This is Cameron Brower. Thanks so much for having me. I grew up in northern Montana right near the Canadian border.

The nearest town with over 100 people in it was about 25 miles away, so I was surrounded by millions of acres of empty prairie topped by an endless sky full of stars. And well, in that part of Montana, you can definitely see some UFOs. I would almost guarantee that if anyone went out to that point, part of the prairie, only a mile or so from the house that I grew up in and spend three or so nights looking, you'd probably see a UFO, probably more than one. My friends and I spent countless

nights sleeping under the stars. We would stare most of the night at the sky and we would see amazing things like satellites and other things that look like satellites, but probably weren't. These dim lights would travel across the sky just like a satellite, but they would do other things that were amazing. Just when you thought you were looking at another satellite, the small dim light above would stop, or it would change direction, 90 degrees, or do a complete 180. Sometimes they would even approach other lights with identical intensity and stop. Then continue on and stop at another light, sometimes stopping three or four times before they would blast across the sky at unimaginable speeds and disappear. During the summer of 1980s,

which was the year between my sophomore and junior year of high school, I had a job. I worked at a radio station. My usual shift was about 6 p.m. to midnight. I had my own car and I drove the 25 miles to and from work several times a week. After work, that always gave me a chance to do a lot of thinking and to also look for lights in the sky and other strange looking lights, which were not too hard to find even when driving. So one night I was traveling home. a little later than usual. I was about halfway home. There was no moon, and I was only car on the road. This was not unusual. If you were on this stretch of highway, you were most likely a trucker going to or coming from Canada. I was listening to my AM radio in my old 66 Chevy when all of a sudden

an emerald green light lit up the whole sky, and I'm talking the whole sky. The light was coming from my side of the car, and I quickly looked over just in time to see the green street. And I'm streak, the object made a cross and parallel to my left, to the horizon. There was also a whoosh sound, but not so much because of the object or the object flying through our atmosphere. It was almost like the light object made its own sound, and I know that's hard to explain, but there was definitely a whoosh sound. I estimate the light was more than 40 miles away, but less than 80. I could see the Rocky Mountain front behind the light, and I saw a something else as well. I saw what looked like dozens of gray dots and dashes that were

peppering the night sky just above the horizon of the Rockies. I knew these gray dots were the profile of some kind of craft that were probably floating in the night sky. They were absolutely in formation and I could barely make them out after the green light was totally gone, but they remained there maybe for 20 seconds or more, just kind of hovering. Then something incredible happened. In formation, they moved slightly forward and then made an abrupt ascent and began spiraling and formation into the sky. They were in groups, spiraling and heading totally vertical. And then there was a flash of green at the highest point in their travel and they became one gray streak that actually glowed a little grayer in the sky as they continued straight up. They definitely seemed to

bleed into one streak as they stretched up and out of sight in an incredible flash and an incredible demonstration of speed. And in less than a second, they were gone. There was another brief flash of green at that point, very high in the sky, and they disappeared. I didn't get the impression they were making that green glow at all. I am definitely thinking they were under fire or making an escape. I couldn't see anything pursuing them, but for sure, they were trying to flee something. So I can't. can't help but wonder if I witness some kind of interstellar battle right here on earth, right in the thank you so much for having me. I love your podcast, Ryan. Good luck. Hi Ryan. This is Brandy

from Omaha calling in my story. Back in October of 2011, my then-fiance and I were driving home from dinner one night and it was still kind of early, so we decided we were going to hit a couple of the local bars on the way home. On our way back, we were coming over this expressway. and looking up, there was probably about 7 to 10 redish, amberish colored lights all throughout the sky. We really wanted to pull over and just watch them, but there was really nowhere on this expressway to pull over safely, so we just kind of slowed down and just kept staring at him and driving, and it didn't really seem like any of the other drivers were paying any attention to him. Nobody else was slowing down.

Nobody else was pulling over anything. So we were just kind of watching them as we were trying to drive, and we just kept noticing more and more of them just kind of just kept blinking out. One of them remained by the time that we got parked to go into one of the bars. And the thought that struck me was, I just got past this. And that thought just kind of kept just rolling around in my head. And it sat with me for some time, but I kind of didn't think in anything else of it. And then a few years later, I had kind of a whirlwind of experiences all,

just kind of happen at the same time. I kind of started back up again in April of 2015. I woke to the sound of this tapping noise what would have been on one window or corner of the house. So I went to go see what was making the noise. And that's when I noticed there was another light outside of the window. And it was just kind of flashing this erratic, white, red, multicolor blink to it and it was just kind of fascinating and I was watching it for a little bit and I would notice it would kind of just bounce and weave and move around just enough to be noticeable but not really go anywhere and I think I sat and watched it for maybe about an hour before I just finally got tired of it and went to bed and for the next few nights it was just there and every night and then

after about a week or so I stopped seeing it after that point I just kind of got hit with the flurry of just synchronicities and all kind of all these little signs pointing to things that were going on in my life and I had this mad rush to try and read and take in and consume anything I could about UFOs, aliens, experiencers, anything of that fashion. And it was just a nonstop drive to try and consume everything that I could. And I think in that time a lot of childhood memories came back of stuff that has happened to me collectively over the years. And I had one experience that I always thought was a dream, but turned out, thinking back, I don't really think that was the case.

I lived right next to my grandparents when I was little. So during the summer, when my parents were at work, I had free reign to bounce between my grandma's house and mine. And one summer afternoon, I was playing in my room. and my room had four windows in it because it was kind of on the back corner of the house, and they were pretty tall. I'd say maybe about 10 feet off the ground or so. I had this girl come and tap at my window, and I didn't think anything of it because I had half-sisters that would sometimes come and visit me, and so I just didn't really think anything

of it, and I didn't know this one girl in particular, but I remember her coming to play with me one other time, and she had red hair. and for some reason I thought she was another one of my half-sisters because I only saw them once every couple times a year so I mean I was small maybe like four or five so I didn't really pay attention to who some of these people were and this girl she came tapping at my window and I remember thinking how did you get up there and she wanted me to come outside and play and so I did I don't really remember going out but I did and we were playing on the swing set and I kept asking her. I'm like, how did you get up to the window? Well, then I had,

there was a little piece of tin that was up against the side of the house. Well, she said she climbed up it. I tried to replicate it and I couldn't. They just blew it off and I didn't think anything else of it. And it was a little later we were playing on the swing set. She kept trying to ask me to do something and I don't remember what the question was, but I was just so distraught. And I remember thinking, you're mean. I don't want you to come and play with me anymore. And she kept just trying to convince me to go with her and I didn't want to go with her. And then the next thing I remember, I'm standing in the backyard and behind my bedroom, there was a fenced off garden. And in this garden was this little scout ship thing. And I remember standing there and she was there and I was

begging her that I didn't want to go inside of this thing and she was just, it was like she'd just gotten really mean and pushy and she was making me and I was pleading not to do it. I don't remember ever actually going inside of it, but I do remember being inside of it on this dark table. It was dark in there and it had this weird like amber kind of lighting against the floor and that's all I remember. but instead of being face up, I was like face down on the table. And I remember being told not to look. And I, at that point, I went from being upset to just angry because this girl was talking to whoever was behind me and I wasn't allowed to look and I was mad about it.

And I remember just laying there, crying and crying. And the next thing I knew, I was back in bed and just sobbing. And I remember just having such release. thinking, oh, that was such a terrible dream. But after that, I remember having friends over, and I remember showing them, this girl came up to my window, and she climbed up. And we were trying to climb up the back part of the house, like how this girl was to get up, how she was. And I couldn't ever do it. And I don't know how she did it.

So thinking back, it really wasn't a dream. It really didn't happen. And so there's just a lot of other experiences I'd be happy to call in sometime. But that was one of the major wake-up calls I've had, and I've had a lot of mornings where I've had weird dreams, where I felt like they were in my room with me. I've woken up with marks to correspond with the kinds of dreams I've had. And it was really crazy. In some way, I was kind of happy that I had some sort of justification to all the weird things that have happened my entire life.

And then also it was very alarming because I have no control over it. And it's kind of lonesome because you don't really have anybody you can talk to about it. Thankfully, my dad has kind of had similar experiences. So he has been kind of my saving grace and that I can talk to him about some of the goings on in my life. And we have had a few sort of shared events. So that's been nice. But for the most part, it's opened my eyes to a lot of things. And it's made me appreciate and take great value in life and just kind of have a whole new outlook on humanity.

And also it's very stressful because you know, never know when things are going to flare up again and you have no control of how it's going to affect your life outwardly. And a lot of times you just want to talk to somebody about it and you don't always have that opportunity. So you're struggling with things in kind of your private life that you can't really explain to anybody else. And so it's taught me to have a really good balancing act in life. But I thank you for having a platform for us to share our stories. We appreciate hearing that we're not the only people that experience things like this. So, thanks, Ryan. At about 4.44 p.m. on November 26th, 2009, when I walked out of the AVRC facility

in Danville, Virginia, they didn't come from anywhere, they didn't suddenly beam in. There they were. Two 20-foot orbs, glowing, beautiful light, rose-colored light, with a thin layer of yellow, yellow light around each one, one slightly set higher in the sky, only about 120 feet from the ground, only about 120 feet from where I was standing. And I should have said something profound, but all I could say was, well, will you look at that? I grabbed my binoculars out of my truck, which is right there, and watched as the first one that I got into focus, the lower one in the sky, began to develop a lip of invisibility that covered the whole sphere

in the course of about 14 seconds. After which I moved my binoculars to look at the other one, it too began to have a lip of invisibility that formed and took about 14 seconds to completely cloak it. Ultimately, the meaning can be boiled down to this

as we cannot see the stars during the day where we cannot see the air we breathe, it does not mean it does not exist, or they do not exist. What do I draw from the whole experience that great things are coming, with living for, with dying for, and obviously we are not alone. My name is Tim McMillan, and in 2011, I saw something in the sky that I still cannot find a prosaic, explanation for. It ultimately thrusts me down the rabbit hole of the entire UFO enigma. That particular night, it was December. It was a very cold night, and I was leaving a friend of mine's house in Rinkin, Georgia, just outside Savannah. It's about 11, 1130 at night, and me and her

were just talking in her front yard. And I remember it was a really bitterly cold night. And living here on the coast, it's really on those coldest nights, or the only time. you get to see really nice, beautiful, starry skies. Typically, the humidity. We don't get to see some of those really picturesque night scenes that other people get to see. And so we were chatting and just, you know, hanging out before I left. And admittedly, I've always been a stargazer and always had a fascination with the sky. And so I was gazing up in the air when suddenly, you know, an Explicably, out of the blue, these three bright lights just popped up as if somebody was flipping a light switch. And they were in a straight line.

And they were the brightest color white you could possibly imagine, but yet also had kind of an antique yellow tinge to them. It's hard to describe. But they were, they just, like I said, it was like somebody cut on a light switch. and it was one of these events. It's not something where you see something strange in the sky and you go, hey, what's that? Now, this was something as soon as it emerged, both me and my friend were just, holy cow, look at that. I mean, it just dominated the night sky and right in front of us. And perfectly in a straight little row, you know, they were probably about the size of a pea if you held it out at arm's length.

And they were evenly spaced almost in a sequence. And they stayed like that for, I don't know, 10, 15 seconds. And then they all three just went out again, as if somebody just cut out a light switch. And so, you know, we were standing there dumbfounded. What was that? What could that have been? And they were kind of low on the horizon as well. And it definitely didn't look like anything we had ever seen before.

and they stayed off for probably another 15, 20 seconds, and then all of a sudden the same three lights cut right back on, except this time there were two other lights, and all of them were in a row, as if they were attached to a straight level surface, except the two additional lights that came on, they were spaced a little distance away from the first three, and it was only when all five of them just cut on like that abruptly

that I suddenly realized that against the ambient light of the horizon there appeared to be this kind of rectangular, almost like a giant pizza box that seemed to be blocking out the ambient light on the horizon. I mean, if this thing was a solid structure, it was huge and low-flying. It didn't make any noise. And with all five lights popped up, the lights themselves were so bright. It was kind of difficult to see.

But you could see the very straight edges of what looked like a giant pizza box. I don't know what color other than it was darker, darker enough that it kind of blocked out the city lights there. And all five lights stayed on like that for probably another 20 seconds or so. And then all five just disappeared. Again, it was as if somebody was flipping a switch on and then off. At the time, I was a police officer. I was a sergeant.

I ran a shift, a patrol shift. I'd end up being a lieutenant before I retired. And the officer who was with me, she was a sergeant. She still is a sergeant with the police force. And so we were accustomed to working nights. We worked in an area where there's a lot of military activity on our Army Airfield, Fort Stewart, the Marine Air Station at Puford, the Air National Guard Base. And so we've seen plenty of military planes and aircraft. But this was not anything like I've

ever seen before, either of us. In addition, it was not in an area of the sky that should have, it was not typical for commercial or military aircraft. It wasn't in one of the typical flight lanes. And to this day, I have no idea and I've never seen anything that could possibly explain what we saw. To my knowledge, there's no flying craft that I'm aware of. There is as large as this thing. I mean, if that solid pizza box shape was a solid structure, this thing would have to have been three or four football fields big. It was massive. But as soon as those lights cut off, it was as if it just disappeared.

And I mean, that just, I love mysteries. I love solving mysteries. And so that was such a mysterious occurrence that it drove me crazy. And it ended up igniting this passion and interest to determine what have we seen. And like I said, it thrust me down that rabbit hole of really, I guess, getting into euphology and trying to effort to explain what was it that we saw that night. And so it definitely captured my curiosity. It fascinated me.

And to this day, I would still love to know what it is that I saw. The friend that I was with, it kind of scared her because it was just so outside of the norm of what is supposed to happen. And the thing that would ultimately end up shocking me the most is in my efforts to try to determine what was this that I saw. I remember, you know, doing like every other, you know, normal, modern person in society and hitting on Google and type in all sorts of different search terms to try to figure out if I could determine, you know, anything that could account for this. And I ended up on Mufon's website. And when I started looking through their siting reports, at the time they were publicly available, I was shocked to find out that that very same night about 15, 20 minutes before our sighting in a city just west of us, which was the direction that we were observing this object, somebody else had reported it to move on. and that was shocking because there was no doubt in my mind that it was real,

but to have an independent eyewitness in a totally different area that I, still to this day, have no clue who those people are. But to corroborate what we had seen, they saw exactly, they described exactly what we had seen. Now this became very, very real. There's no other remaining doubts that somehow we could have. have hallucinated this, though I never really believed that to begin with. And so then it became very real, because I became a part of, I had seen something with someone else that equally saw it,

that now it was real. And I did end up, I ended up reporting the siding, and I think that was one of the one of the sombering moments was when after the investigator, you know, several weeks they had looked into it. And he spoke to me on the phone and I said, well, what is it? And he said, it's a UFO. We don't know. That was, like I said, I like solving mysteries and that didn't stick with me and still hasn't to this day. And so the past eight years since then, I've been very heavily involved in trying to determine not just what I saw, but what are other people saying? And so it ultimately all began that one December night.

And yeah, I don't expect anybody to believe it just by my word. But I most definitely know what I saw. And it wasn't flares. It wasn't peridolia. It wasn't anything like that. It was something. What that something was, I don't know. But it was definitely real.

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