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Show 55. She had no trouble with the multi-colored lights or their direction but she couldn't remember other distinguishing details. The UFO had been blindingly bright, she explained. Describing the size of the UFO in relation to something familiar seemed to be harder. Mr. Corrigan asked her a second time to make a comparison. "Well, I guess it was as big as our house, but not as high. Like one story, I suppose. Or as big as our backyard if it were round instead of square." He frowned. Almost everyone who reported seeing a UFO found comparisons difficult. If only people had some orientation before they had the experience. "When it was hovering over the power lines, did it appear to be, say, twice the height of the poles or half the height?" he persisted. "I really don't know. I was too scared. You see, I thought the moon had exploded at first, then I was afraid the world had come to an end. I just couldn't think." She twisted a strand of her hair into a tight rope against her cheek. He wouldn't press any further on that one0 As she herself had said, JD would be able to answer those questions better than she could. "Azimuth of object" she also left to JD, but since she alone had seen the final maneuvering, he asked her to be very specific in the rest of her answers. "How long would you say it sat there in the clearing?" "Hmmm," she puzzled, "JD had said we were camping about a mile inside the gate. And it was dark, so I stumbled around . . . I didn't see it leave until I was almost at the Morrises' camper," she was thinking out loud. Then she looked up. "I'd say it took off twenty minutes after we first saw it, maybe even thirty." "And it changed color," she had almost forgotten, "when I looked back, the thing had become a glowing whitish color, just as it lifted up from the ground." "Like florescent light?" He finished his coffee and set the cup and saucer back on the table. |
