As time went on, I began to have more and more interest in the burgeoning UFO phenomenon.
Over the years I saw objects in both the daylight, evening and nighttime skies. My dad always told me, “We would be incredibly foolish if we believed we were the only life in this Universe. They’ve watched us for thousands if not millions of years, we’re only now noticing them.”
During my pre-adolescent and adolescent years I had several telescopes. I would watch the heavens, monitor the moon, and view the planets. I was fascinated with our solar system and always wished I had stronger and stronger telescopes. The feeling of “them” being close has always been with me, and has only gotten stronger the older I have gotten. I noticed, especially during the summer months, that I would go to bed at night, and when I would wake up in the mornings there would be small amounts of blood on my pillow. Not a lot, not enough to alarm me, but they were there none the less. These lasted until I was 18 years old. They abruptly stopped when I graduated high school and moved to New Mexico. The sightings however did not stop, if anything they increased.
My dad worked for the Santa Fe Railroad, so he was stationed at various points in the Southwest. During the summers we would spend them with him on the “bunk cars”. During the school year we (me, my sister and my mom) would live in La Junta, Colorado. During a trip at the beginning of the summer, my family and I were headed towards Clovis, NM. It was approximately 9 p.m. and we were winding down towards San Jon and there was a farm off to the right of the car. I looked out the back window and a bright object was coming down silently, the light from it lit the windmillnear a watering trough.
As it came down you could see what looked like landing superstructure. As far as I can remember, we just kept heading down the hiway towards our destination.
The memory of that light is as vivid today as it was over 40 years ago.
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