Walking Short
Paranormal Maven
In 1958 I was 10 years old. My Mom and Dad played cards every Fri. or Sat. night with our neighbors and best friends. One night I overheard my neighbor say ( I will paraphrase because I cant quote exactly) 'I need to tell you something that is kind of weighing on me. Last week at work I was setting up my camera before sun up and this silver looking saucer thing came down and landed in the desert nearby.'
The conversation hushed somewhat and I heard my Dad ask, "What did you do?" He replied, 'I turned my camera towards it until it took off and flew straight out of sight. He also said, 'They cancelled the launch and the boss came and took my camera.' The conversation at that point became muted but I remember the voice of my neighbor cracking when he tried to talk.
The neighbor was a contactor for LandAir Corp. and filmed missile launches at White Sands Missile Range in N.M. We lived in Alamogordo about 12 miles from Holloman AFB and 30 miles from the WSMR. 10 years after my neighbor died his wife told me that it had really affected him. She said that every year for 20 years or so he would get in contact with his work partner and reminisce with him on the anniversary of the event. Growing up there, you would see stories about ufo sightings in the area with the big one being the Lonnie Zamora case in 1964.
In early summer of 1966 I observed what I thought was a shooting star. Only difference being it's yellow appearance and a short tail of shooting sparks. Just before I thought it would hit the ground, It stopped and hovered for a few seconds then reversed course and returned to the atmosphere on a trajectory almost identical to its approach. The whole thing was probably no longer than 14-15 seconds.
I realized that it had stopped directly above the observatory at Sun Spot, N.M. which is approximately 22 miles from our home as the crow flies. It is identifiable by a white round dome and antenna on top of the mountain. lastly, in the fall of that year I was in navy boot camp in San Diego. I had the top bunk next to the second story window at the end of the barracks. I awoke one night with what people will have you believe is sleep paralysis. At first I could only move my eyes and
I was petrified. Outside I could see a whitish blue light lighting the landscape. It would brighten and dim in perfect sync with a low to high humming noise. The pitch was highest when the light was brightest. I couldn't hear a sound in the barracks but some how I remembered that there was a man on watch and knew that every 5-6 minutes he should walk by my rack. I began a slow count down of the minutes but the last thing I remember is thinking, "Its been five minutes, I think I am going to be ok."
The conversation hushed somewhat and I heard my Dad ask, "What did you do?" He replied, 'I turned my camera towards it until it took off and flew straight out of sight. He also said, 'They cancelled the launch and the boss came and took my camera.' The conversation at that point became muted but I remember the voice of my neighbor cracking when he tried to talk.
The neighbor was a contactor for LandAir Corp. and filmed missile launches at White Sands Missile Range in N.M. We lived in Alamogordo about 12 miles from Holloman AFB and 30 miles from the WSMR. 10 years after my neighbor died his wife told me that it had really affected him. She said that every year for 20 years or so he would get in contact with his work partner and reminisce with him on the anniversary of the event. Growing up there, you would see stories about ufo sightings in the area with the big one being the Lonnie Zamora case in 1964.
In early summer of 1966 I observed what I thought was a shooting star. Only difference being it's yellow appearance and a short tail of shooting sparks. Just before I thought it would hit the ground, It stopped and hovered for a few seconds then reversed course and returned to the atmosphere on a trajectory almost identical to its approach. The whole thing was probably no longer than 14-15 seconds.
I realized that it had stopped directly above the observatory at Sun Spot, N.M. which is approximately 22 miles from our home as the crow flies. It is identifiable by a white round dome and antenna on top of the mountain. lastly, in the fall of that year I was in navy boot camp in San Diego. I had the top bunk next to the second story window at the end of the barracks. I awoke one night with what people will have you believe is sleep paralysis. At first I could only move my eyes and
I was petrified. Outside I could see a whitish blue light lighting the landscape. It would brighten and dim in perfect sync with a low to high humming noise. The pitch was highest when the light was brightest. I couldn't hear a sound in the barracks but some how I remembered that there was a man on watch and knew that every 5-6 minutes he should walk by my rack. I began a slow count down of the minutes but the last thing I remember is thinking, "Its been five minutes, I think I am going to be ok."
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