I’m always amazed that when we put energy into a project – a proposal, a book or novel – we suddenly receive emails that pertain to what we’re writing about. Law of attraction, synchronicity, whatever it is, the last few days have been filled with it.
This afternoon I received an email from Kerry, who lives in Costa Rica now (one of our favorite countries) and was a fan of my books back in the 1980s, when I was first starting out. She had Googled me, found the website for my fiction, and sent me an email. During our exchange, she dropped by the blog and read one of the UFO stories then sent her recollection of an experience she had in 1970. The Air Force base she mentions lies about 135 miles East of Roswell, New Mexico.
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My first husband was Air Force and I remember when we were stationed at Holloman AFB New Mexico. Reading your blog brought it all back to me.
We had taken a camper high into the Mogollon Mountains. This was about 1970 or so, and we camped near a hanging lake. At night the stars were almost bright enough to read by. About 9 PM we were watching the sky when we saw lights moving at tremendous speeds and stopping and changing directions almost instantaneously.
We witnessed what appeared to be a dog fight in the sky between about 6 sources of light over a 30 minute period. It scared us to death, and I remember it as though it were yesterday. Several Air Force officers were with us, and when we got back to base we found out that some dead sheep had been found eviscerated on the White Sands Missile Range.
Two of the officers were pilots and they watched the exhibition, fascinated. They confirmed that no jet they had ever flown could perform like what we were watching.
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How many more incidents like this were never reported?
far far more stories than anyone imagines, i am sure – how wonderful to hear stan friedman! when we were kids, we were in that area a lot and i remember the diners where we ate and sitting spellbound listening to the adults discuss the entire affair –
Poor little sheep. I bet there a literally millions of stories waiting to be heard.
I actually thought I saw ‘something’ last night on the way to trance class, but it turned out to be a meteor shower. Anyway, it was a spectacular sight next to the moon in all her glory.xx
That moon was really something. Good to see you, Nat!
Fascinating……….you’re right, there must be so many experiences like this that have never been told.
I was never very interested in UFO’s until a few years ago, when I spent two months in Carrizozo, N.M., a little town not too far from Corona, where the 1947 crash is supposed to have occurred. A trip to the UFO Festival that summer in Roswell opened my mind to many things I had no idea about, including hearing a long discussion by Stan Friedman. And I met a few elderly locals in “Zozo” who told stories about parents or relatives who had stories to tell as well. I had no idea.
I bet that roswell conference was fun!