The day was perfect. Clear blue sky with no clouds. Warm, but not uncomfortably so. My brother-in-law and I stood out on the front deck enjoying the unobstructed view of the nearby mountains.
Suddenly a movement brought both of us out of our reverie. Above the mountains something was crossing the sky. From the north it came, a glowing blue sphere. Trailing blue flames flecked with yellow.
It slowly descended at a fairly shallow angle and we watched it until it dropped out of sight behind the mountains.
We figured we’d see something about it in the local newspaper but never a word was printed.
What did we see? It wasn’t a meteor nor was it an airplane. It didn’t crash or it would have started a rip-roaring forest fire.
Someone once said that if you see a UFO then you are involved with it. There is no doubt in my mind that a UFO is what we saw. It marked the beginning of a new level of strange happenings in my life…and they’ve never let up.