I saw on the news a story about a presidential candidate who
had a UFO encounter.
I expect he will receive a great deal of ridicule.
I know. I had one too.
Nobody scoffed at me to my face. Oh wait.
I hardly told anyone about it.
Except a television audience, but again, no scoffing unless
they were shouting at their tellies. I couldn’t hear it.

This was an amazing experience, and I would like to tell
you about it.

I’m in my hard hat, with my road crew.
It’s 5:30 am. Early, no wind yet on the water.
All is still, and quiet. Dark. No cloud cover.
Any sound carries for miles over the water, but there
is no sound, not even the waves. All is still.
We notice in the sky, a large round orange light, with
a halo effect around it.
We watch it move, it moves oddly, like no aircraft we know.
We look at one another as if to say “Did you see that?”
“Is this what I am really seeing?”
We say nothing. Nada.
We look, entranced, as it executes impossible maneuvers.
It makes no sound, no, not any. We would notice, sound
carries over the water. The very still water.
After about five minutes, it descends on a nearby island,
diappearing into the treeline.
Another ten minutes, and it reappears.
We watch in awe.
This is a spiritual experience. I feel something
awakening within me, but I don’t know what, only
that it is something bigger than all of us.
When it finally disappears, we look at each other again.
Again, we say nothing.
We go back to work.
For the remaining six months I work on this crew, nobody
mentions it. Not one word.
Not long after this incident, I begin to have strange
experiences at home.
I believe they were connected.
That is a story for another day.

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