- Release Date: July 12, 2005
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- Yukon, Territory, Found - Reel To Reel Tapes - Entitled
UFO
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- Date: February 14th, 1950 Dear Brian,
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- I finally want to talk to you about this experience.
I noticed that most of your stories start out with something in the sky.
This story starts out on the porch!
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- I have done something remarkable - at least for me. I
found some old audio tapes in my dad's things after he died. They are from
1967 on reel to reel tape. They were marked "UFO". Brian, the
story is so odd, and so real, and so alien. Before I tell you the story,
I need to tell you that I was so amazed that I went to the length and expense
of having a screenplay written for me by a well known writer, Clive Scarff.
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- It is all done now and we are in the process of marketing
it. My reason for contacting you or your readers is to see if we can extend
our story with other witnesses. Wouldn't THAT be something!
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- Here we go
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- February 14th, 1950, high in the Yukon there lives a
fellow "Bob" in a lonely cabin. It is -56F. When it gets that
cold the ice crystals come pouring in onto the floor like a cloud of CO2.
He is warm and cozy baking bread and roasting beef in his wood stove. A
watchman on the job for a gold mine.
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- Foot steps on his porch ...! The door opens...!
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- In the open doorway with CO2 tumbling in, there appear
3 men . They do not move. They do look around though. Bob speaks to them
in English to come in and close the door. They don't understand. Bob motions,
and they come just inside and slam the door. With the kerosene lamp he
can see they don't look right. Scarred skin; burns. Odd TMJ arrangement.
And their hands and arms were small like a child's. They wore "magic"
clothes (no seams) except for their hoods - old car seat fabric torn from
a wreckage. Could smell burnt motor on them.
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- Our Bob thought that they had crashed, that they might
be Russians. He soon realizes he was mistaken.
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- They stay - uninvited - for 3 1/2 days! Bob has a lot
of detail on his 2 hour tape. They worked at his kitchen table on small
bits and pieces. Obviously crashed parts to Bob. Using a magnifying glass
that operated like a laptop computer (unheard of at the time) they began
working with small screwdrivers. On the screen also was a transparent diagram
( a schematic?). What was it? Bob was afraid for his life. In fact, from
that day on he was afraid for his life as this was an experience from which
one does not fully recover. Today it is recognized as Post Traumatic Stress
Syndrome. ( PTSS)
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- But what was it they were examining? Maybe a container
of Plutonium? Here is why I say this.....
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- Recently Brian, a story on the Canadian Discovery program
did a story about "The Lost Nuke" - the Broken Arrow. If you
missed it, here is what happened in a nutshell
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- Feb 13, 1950, the day before Bob heard the foot steps,
an American B36 takes off from Anchorage with a loaded cargo. Namely, an
atom bomb. They even had the plutonium on board. What they (the pilots)
say is they actually dropped the bomb over the Pacific just before they
crashed. The Plutonium could still be on board. Everyone parachuted out
except one rogue pilot who crashed the plane north of Smithers, BC. The
plane lay there intact for 4 years until American officials came back and
"cleaned up" the crime scene. Inextricably, they then blew the
plane up!
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- And as a footnote to this accident, there was no plutonium
at the crash scene (no radiation) when in the last year or two the Canadians
went to investigate the crash. The Americans have about 60 Broken Arrows
from the cold war and Korea. Seems odd that they should lose so many. Or
are they being intercepted by our alien friends? The same friends that
landed on Bob's porch? I would bet anything those crew members saw something
and are not allowed to talk about it. Like Bob, I am sure their fear lasts
a life time.
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- Brian ..all this makes a nice story for a movie but what
I would really like is to contact anyone who might have a witness in their
bottom drawer like I do.
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- Vivian Harper
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- Opelousas, Louisiana Blue Lights Dancing In My Cornfield
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- Date: Early August, 1965
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- Dear Brian:
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- HBCC UFO Note: The lady who contacted and wrote this
letter asked if I would pass it along to a girl who with her boyfriend,
had a close encounter of a unusual craft. She just want to let his girl-friend
know she should not be afraid to talk about what she saw. It took me 40
years to come to terms with what I saw and it's only because I have seen
the same thing again just recently. I know what her fears are. Which is
people will think her crazy or that she saw the devil, or the devil is
after her.
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- They are not alone. I wrote this as a story from my childhood
because I needed to remember that night just as it was and release the
memory just as I lived it. Even now I still remember the accusing eyes
and the whispers behind my back. I remember how so alone I was because
I was a child and "Who believes anything a child's says." My
recent sighting caused me to relive the memory. It feels like I have traveled
back and time. I know I shouldn't be, but I am all depressed and haven't
slept much since. But this gave me some measure of inner peace so I decided
to share it with your UFO witness. God bless you all, because you truly
have been blessed.
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- I remember I was almost 5, I remember standing under
3 feet tall on an old wooden porch in a time long past.
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- The early morning greeted me with the smell of farm animals
and the sound of yard birds conversing amongst each other.
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- Breakfast was over and I was already receiving my daily
dose of constant affection from Minnie our cat, who was held at bay by
the useless barking from Ike the dog. I remember looking up at a corner
of the porch and being mesmerized by the
- creation of a newly spawn gossamer spiders web which
had just secured its first fly. I tried to hurry through my morning chores
which consisted of me disturbing the fine dust that had settled on the
front and back porch mats and step. The morning mist was just starting
to rise even though the sun had not quite shown it's face yet. One half
of the spiders web was covered with tiny drops of water, how glorious the
morning dew looked dripping from the webs tiny threads, a sweet nectar
for its creator to sip on, on a dry summer's day.
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- A row of old empty wooden and iron rocking chairs sat
sentinel to the passing of time and gave a small measure of comfort to
the many visitors we would have for the many late evening tell all's.
Their sudden visits were the results of the smell of bitter coffee brewing
and the lingering odor of a long finished supper. I often observed that
only a slight breeze would start one or more of the chairs creaking and
rocking, the sight of this would stop me from my ineffective sweeping.
"Empty but occupied?"
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- The constant sound of the old rusty screen door swinging
opening and then slamming shut was so disturbing that it would cause the
old folk to start cursing and send the creatures roaming around the front
yard scattering in all directions. I remember
- running across the still cool and damp dirt and gravel
yard. Oh how the small pebbles in the yard would bite at my naked feet.
- Faster and faster I would push my thick awkward legs.
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- With the wind against my back and encouraging me to move
faster, I would sometimes run so fast I felt as though I could fly, and
I felt that if I really wanted to, all I had to do was leap forward and
take flight.
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- The first really bright rays of the sun found me running
through great fields of green and gold. How royal I felt as the tops of
the corn would wave and bough at my arrival, they seem to cheer and applaud
my approach. Their waves encouraged me to run faster, for under their canopy
I would find many new imaginary adventures and hidden worlds that only
would come into existence at my command. The better part of my adventures
consisted of me darting in and out of the endless hallways of my imaginary
castles or traveling down whinnying roads and weaving through mystical
dark forest to enchanted lands.
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- Occasionally the skies of blue would turn dark gray and
the wind would blow angrily at the tops of my kingdom. The sharp leaves
of the corn would tap and scold me and send me running for the safety of
the front porch once again. Evening found me often trying to find a special
hidden place underneath the many chairs that now over crowded the once
empty porch. A constant flow of who's who took their turns at making comments
about my height and how fast I was growing as I served coffee or tea and
cakes in a mix match variety of cups and saucers.
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- I sat for hours listening to the women folk talking about
he, she, they and you know whom. When all was done my unspoken assignment
was to make sure all eating and drinking utensils made their way back into
the kitchen. On this particular night the sky stayed thick and heavy with
rain and the old folk retired early. The mournful sound of the warm wind
blowing in all directions and through every opening possible was a welcome
relief from the hot sweaty summer heat that normally kelp the house buzzing
until well after A.M. and the restless thirsty for the cool winds of fall.
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- After bathing I settled down on a pile of thick quilts
and blankets which served as my bed and was neatly spread on the floor
underneath the bedroom window and located between two twin beds which were
reserved for my elder sisters. Actually I preferred the floor anyway, no
one to take my covers while I slept and I shared many sleepless nights
with Minnie and her kittens whom would have been instantly rejected by
anyone in a bed.
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- This night the house seemed unusually murky and dark
and the constant pouring of the rain muffled the sound of the old and young
folk snoring. I love a rainy night. Images of glorious waterfalls, wild
tropical paradise and forbidden jungle rain forest would fill my mind as
I listened to the constant flow of water running from the roof and down
along side the edges of the porch. Occasionally the whole room would be
filled with an instant flash of bright white light from the lightening.
The mirrors on the wall would reflect it and cause it to look even brighter.
The sound of the thunder that followed was like a speeding train as it
rumbled by and slowly moved off into the distance.
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- "Minnie, god is moving his furniture around in heaven
to make room for more souls."
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- I remember how alive the night became right after the
rain stopped. From out of nowhere frogs and crickets burst into song and
I could hear the occasional soft low whistle of a night owl, I could also
here the low mumbling of the chickens in their hiding places. Unable to
sleep I sat up next to one of the beds and looked out of the window into
the night. To my
- amazement I could see a flood of fireflies rising up
from the direction of the cornfield, they blinked on an off like so many
Christmas lights fallen off of a Christmas tree.
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- Just as my eyes became overly burden, something in the
cornfield caught my attention. It was a perfectly blue, blue light dancing
in the cornfield. This sight woke me up and all sleep left my body. I started
to call out to my sisters sleeping in the bed on either side of me but
my heart told me to remain silent. I came to my knees and moved closer
to the window and
- tried to adjust my eyes. I wanted to make sure the vision
before me wasn't just someone lost walking in the cornfield with a night
lantern.
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- And once again the blue-blue light appeared and hovered
above the now rains soaked corn and it seem to dance to the right and left
then it slowly disappeared. I was overwhelmed with awe and curiosity and
I could feel my heart in my chest racing in
- anticipation of the next sighting of the beautiful blue
light. The light appeared again, but this time it was accompanied by another
blue, blue light.
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- Strange that I felt no fear, in fact I was overjoyed
to see a second blue light dancing in the field. I immediately turned and
debated only for an instant on which bed should I shake first. I bounce
from one bed to the other, speaking softly "wake up, wake up, there
are fairies in the cornfield," but no one stirred. I shook their beds
as hard as I could but the only answer I got was "Leave me alone!"
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- A loud disinterested grown came from both my sister's
near lifeless sleeping corpses." For a moment my thoughts were that
of I should awaken the whole house? But I also in that same instant had
a memory of awakening my mother after having a nightmare was a complete
disaster. I remember clearly making the promise of never waking her up
in the middle of the night ever again. Other then for the screams of burglar
and fire should I ever stir any of the old folk from sleep? The thoughts
of frightening someone to death while arousing them brought sadness to
me.
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- Frustrated with them all I returned to the window and
I looked back out into the cornfield for my blue lights, and joy once again
caused a rush of dizziness in my head. Childish questions ran from my lips,
was it fairies and angels or were they leprechauns running about hiding
their pots of gold in the dirt of the cornfield. I remember hearing stories
of the old folk finding gold coins and old money while working the fields.
The thoughts of my mother never having to work again caused me to crawl
off of my bed of quilts and Minnie meowed out her disapproval to me as
I quickly change from my PJ's to my next day play clothing. I quietly scroll
past my mother's bed and out of the front door. I was careful not to make
a sound while closing the door behind me and not letting the heavy screen
door slam shut as I stepped out onto the porch.
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- My first steps past the threshold of the screen door
seemed to cause the night to become eerily quiet and for the first time
fear attacked my thoughts. Not the fear of the night but the fear of my
mother hearing me walk across the creaking floor boards of the porch as
I made my way to the steps. And creak they did, but the constant rhythm
of her snoring never paused. I remember the gummy feeling of my first steps
into the fresh mud of the front yard and how the pebbles that normally
made my feet miserable were some how absent.
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- I slowly made my way to the cornfield. The gray clouds
still ruled the moonless sky and oddly enough I could see clearly in the
pitch-black darkness of the undergrowth of the tall corn stalks.
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- I knew my imaginary kingdom well. The warm night air
and the complete quietness gave me comfort and banished all my fears for
I knew the lack of quiet would alarm me of any danger. My eye's search
for the blue lights in the green darkness and it for a few moments seemed
useless. I tried seeing over the top of the corn but resigned to searching
for them between the endless rows below. I ran as fast as the mud would
allow me in the darkness. I ran until I was breathless and fell to my knees.
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- I sat in the cool mud trying to figure out in what direction
I should head next, when a gentle white glow slowly began to radiate several
yards from where I was sitting. My eyes became transfixed and I slowly
made my way towards the glow that so mesmerized me. I watched the glow
slowly build and then slowly rise up and out of sight and once again I
found myself in complete darkness but I continued on in the direction in
which I saw the last light. The distance only took a few seconds to traverse
but it seemed as if minutes had gone by and again I sat down and waited.
Each firefly I encountered seemed to give me hopes of magic and mystery.
Once again the night creatures began to sing. I wondered if the renewed
singing in the night
- meant that the blue lights were now gone completely and
a feeling of sadness over took me, I remember thinking I was so close.
After sitting still for about 30 minutes I felt tears whirling up inside
me. "Come back please!" A gentle mist blew from my lips as I
spoke. "Come back please!"
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- I sat still for a few minutes more and then convinced
myself to turn back towards the house, but just as I stood up the night
creatures again went completely quiet and just in front of me a bright
spark of white light appeared on the ground. It was like a light bulb without
glass as it floated up just a few inches above the ground and then began
to pulsate. The light turned from white to yellow and red to green then
blue. They went from bright blue to a deep blue and the blue was surrounded
by a blue glow. As each color changed the ball of light got larger and
larger and floated up to just above the corn.
- I stood paralyzed and in awe. Just as the light reached
the tops of the corn it stopped. I was waiting to see it dart off into
the distance and start it's right to left dance, but it didn't. It seemed
to know that I was looking at it and it slowly started to descend back
towards the ground. I stepped forward and reached out for it. Just as I
reached forward a sudden shock of electricity shook my body and I screamed.
"OUCH!" I held my hand to my chest and I felt it go numb and
I started to cry.
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- The blue light didn't disappear, I watched it with a
lot more caution then I started out with and the fear of being shocked
again kelp me from advancing.
- I accusingly questioned it "why did you do that?"
But there was no answer. I was so upset and confused.
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- What fear that came to me caused me to turn and run.
I ran so hard that my legs ached and the cornfield seemed to have no end.
And from the corner of my eye I could see that the blue light that had
just immobilized my hand was following me. My legs finally gave out and
I fell to my knees. I sensed the pending doom of the blue light approaching
me. I sobbed out loud. I screamed "PLEASE DON'T HURT ME AGAIN!"
But the light continued to approach me. I found the strength to get up
once again and took flight. The corn stalks felt hard like cane poles hitting
me as I ran past and over them. At one point I stopped running off of fear
and onto hysteria and then the cornfield opened up. I felt a sudden pain
in my foot and I felt
- myself become airborne for a split second. I felled face
first into the mud. It seemed to have been a half of a foot thick where
I was. I looked back behind me in hopes of not seeing my pursuer, and yes
it was still coming, I began to cry again and I began to crawl.
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- I found myself crawling towards a huge petrified tree
stump. I crawled on top of it and waited for my tormentor to arrive. I
sat on my island stump crying out loud when all of a sudden the whole area
in which I was sitting turned blue. There were blue balls of light every
where; they slowly floated forwards towards me from out of the tall rows
of corn into the opening where I was sitting. There were 4 then 6 and then
maybe 8. The fear that caused me to run seemed to disappear and so did
the numbing feeling in my hand.
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- The light danced around me in pairs or circles like square
dancers in a strange dance without music. Two pairs went to the right,
then they changed their partners then went to the left, then they pairs
became groups of four, then groups of 6 and one large group of 8. I watch
them separate and start their dance of 1 to 8 all over again.
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- I watched the dancing lights and felt all my fears disappear.
I found myself asking them, were they fairies, but no answer was given.
I reached out again to touch the beautiful blue on blue lights. This time
there was no shock, only a warm weightless feeling that seemed to calm
my heart and even though I was soaking wet and covered with mud I crawled
on top of the huge tree stump that was perfectly flat and laid down on
my side. My eyes became heavy and I felt as though I was on my thick pad
of quilts and covered with a wonderful loving blanket. I continued to watch
the blue lights dance. I felt completely safe now and I fought the closing
of my eyes but it was a losing battle. The sleep that came to me was restful
and dreamless but I felt myself floating as though I was lying on my back
and floating on the ocean.
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- When I woke up again I found myself in one of my sister's
beds. I could hear voices whispering. "Why don't they just wake her
up, she was only sleep walking." When I finally decided to get out
of bed I was greeted with a room full of piercing eyes that questioned
me silently.
- I found myself sitting at the breakfast table full of
people with no plates and empty coffee cups. I had only seen these many
people in the kitchen at the same time during one of our numerous funerals.
My mother was standing over the stove tending a larger then normal for
that time of the day pot of coffee. She turned and broke the silence of
the room. "Young lady, you have slept right through your chores and
you are only getting a small bowl of grits for breakfast today, because
something you ate last night gave you nightmares enough to send you running
around in the corn fields in your sleep. "She placed a spoon and a
- small bowl of hot grits, with a slice of white bread
with jelly on it before me.
- Before realizing what I was doing I looked up at her
and said, "I wasn't running around in my sleep, I was chasing fairies.
She turned and looked at me with dark accusing eyes. It was at that moment
I noticed that my right wrist had a bandage wrapped around it.
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- Then I remember the pain I had felt from the shock I
got from the blue light. But there wasn't any pain where the bandage was.
I looked at the bandage and started to pull it a loose. My mother quickly
said "don't take that off, you cut ,or some how burned your wrist
while running around in your sleep last night, and if you take the bandage
off it will get infected."
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- She then punished me with words and told me to go and
get back in the bed.
- I never ever spoke of what I truly saw in the corn fields
that night until now. The memory never left me nor did the strange burn
like scar on my wrist.
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- Which is in the shape of a triangle and looks more like
someone cut a piece of skin from me then a burn, but then I have never
asked a doctor what the scar may have been caused by.
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- Another word from me, at the age of sixteen I once again
had another light sighting but I must admit that light wasn't the same
as the one I saw in the corn field. But again, I have not long seen a blue
light again. I often wonder what the lights are and why I seem to be in
the right place at the right time to see them. What I do know is that we
should not fear them because I am sure if they were dangerous they would
have made themselves known to everyone now.
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- HBCC UFO Research Note: I also was sent the photos of
the mark on the ladies right wrist. I won't be releasing the photos until
I do have permission to do so. But I did want to make a point that I have
them here.
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- I would like to extend my deepest thanks to the lady
for sending me her story.
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- Grand Forks, British Columbia Orange Orb Dripping Sparks
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- Date: Either December or January 1998/1999 ?
- Time: Evening
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- I have also seen an orange ball of fire, that seemed
to be dropping or dripping something orange out of it. This was in the
end of 1998 or beginning of 1999.
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- I hope to hear from you soon.
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- Additional Information:
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- The Orange 'orb' was at high altitude. It did not move,
it just stayed in one place. It looked as if parts of it were dripping,
like maybe sparks of orange, falling down in a straight line. My boyfriend
and I were really frightened. It lasted only about 20 seconds, and then
it disappeared. We kept looking into the sky that night to see if we could
see anything else, but we didn't.
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- It was winter time, either December or January. A very
cold night.
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- Thank you to the witness for the report.
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- Grand Forks, British Columbia Object Blows Up Over Grand
Forks
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- Date: July/August 1980's (86 or 87)
- Time: Late morning/early afternoon
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- Message: I have an interesting story for you.
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- In the mid 1980's (86 or 87) my mom was working out in
the garden, and I was playing outside. We looked up at the sky and saw
what looked like a plane, blinking red and blue lights. It was moving at
a slow speed and was pretty low to the ground. All of a sudden it 'blew
up' and turned into a huge orange ball of fire. It shot across the sky,
and disappeared.
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- My mom and I have not talked about it, until I brought
it up recently because I remembered it. She says she was frightened but
no one really believed her.
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- I am wondering if there has been other sightings such
as this? We live in Grand Forks, BC Canada.
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- Additional Information:
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- The event took place in the late morning/early afternoon
and I remember it was very hot and dry, my guess is July/August. When
the object was first observed there was no trail or tail following behind
it. After the object exploded then there was a trial following behind.
The object whatever it was, was definitely low in altitude. No other aircraft
of any kind was seen in the area, during or following the event. It was
flying from South to North.
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- Thank you to the witness for the interesting report.
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- Richardson, Texas Similar Dark Sparkle Object Witnessed
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- Date: June of 2002
- Time: 1:00 p.m.
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- It was about June of 2002. I was outside in my apartment
parking lot at about 1:00 p.m. CST in Richardson, Texas. About 10 miles
north of Dallas.
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- There was a storm coming in and I looked up into the
sky. I have 20x15 vision, so I see fairly well. I feel it was hard to tell
the actual height of the object that I saw. But it was as high as normal
wispy type clouds that are found around the Dallas area. The temperature
was falling and was maybe 80 degrees F.
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- The object was black in color, with a bright shinny end
cap. It had a shape of what I would call a letter "J". But seemed
to change into a near "S" shape and tumbled slowly.
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- It was moving slowly overhead. It did not appear to be
a balloon, because the wind was picking up at ground level and the clouds
were moving at the level that it was at, but it stayed stationary at times
with no movement. It poked behind some of the cloud cover for a short while
and then popped out again.
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- So it was at cloud level. The size was equal to about
1/2 of a Lentil Bean head at arms length.
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- Thank you to the witness for the report. Also the witness
in this report, when writing to me was comparing what he saw. Which was
the report over Phoenix, Arizona. The Phoenix report can be found at:
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- http://www.hbccufo.org/modules.php?name=News&file=article&sid=2868
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- Outside Of Odessa, Ukraine Eight Rectangular Lights Overhead
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- Date: January 2005
- Time: Approx: 11:00 p.m.
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- Message: In January, 2005 I was in the Ukraine. My girlfriend
and I were riding the train, and the train missed our stop, so we had to
get off at the next stop. This meant that we had to walk about 4 miles
to her home. It was about 11:00 pm and very dark. There were no street
light and no moon. You could not see the hand in front of your face. As
we were walking, I noticed a streak of light coming from the horizon very,
very fast. It stopped about at a 1:00 position above us. I could not tell
altitude or size (no reference). When it stopped, it became 8 rectangular
lights that appeared to spin in a counter clock wise direction. It did
this for a few seconds, then it left back to where I first noticed it.
It did this three times. I have been searching the net since January trying
to find a similar experience and have had no luck. This is driving me crazy.
Can you give me some kin of explanation as to what I saw. By the way my
girl friend was very scared and will not talk about it.
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- Thanks for any help.
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- Additional Information:
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- We were outside of Odessa, Ukraine about 1 hour by train.
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- I do fly small planes and I would guess that it could
have been 2500--3000 feet, however I had no reference--it was a clear and
very cold night, no moon and very dark, the stars were out. The rectangles
were about 8" long
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- Not being from there I have no reference for location
in sky, however, if you faced the big dipper it would have been on the
right and about 2:00 position. I hope that helps.
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- This thing came, the first time and I would say it was
there for about 30 seconds then left and came back again and stayed about
the same amount of time. Then left and never came back.
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- There were no lights flashing other than the rectangles
counter clock wise.
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- I have a lot of trouble trying to remember everything--it
seems my memory is, and has been hazy since it happened. I had no clock
and do not know if I lost time during this experience.
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- I realize that this is not much to work on by you help
would be appreciated.
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- Thank you to the witness for the interesting report.
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- Phoenix, Arizona Object - Dark Sparkle Video Footage
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- Date: January 5, 2005
- Time: 3:32 p.m.
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- Brian, this is something I have never seen in the air
before. I was out starting to cook some food on the grill and had notice
this object got my camera and started shooting. I had no idea what to make
of this object. It was high and almost straight up! My tri-pod could not
tilt to that angle. I lie down in a lawn chair and tape this black object
flying over my house. It was moving around in a pattern some "S"
curves then box formation. The weird part is that it was shimmering with
like silver or gold looking flashes moving all over it! There was almost
no wind a few clouds and some chemtrails. This object came from the north
and heading towards the chemtrail it made a few passes in the trail then
moved on. This sighting ended weird the object started to descend rapidly
until it was completely out of my sight (blocked by neighbor's house).
I didn't know if it was a balloon or something else so I didn't send this
in. I happened to see the story on Rense.com about the flying weirdness
in the sky. I'm for sure this was no flying human or being but this is
so odd! Love to know if others had seen these too.
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- Thank you to Mike for the footage and photos. Video footage
and photos are ©2005 M. Di Silvestro.
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