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Jackie writes about her experience in Upstate New York

During the years of 1946-1948 over upstate N.Y. not far from Griffith Air Force base, my family and friends had many sightings of UFO's. One in particular stands out. My brother, cousins and I asked our parents if we could go to the local store for some gum. This was around 1:00pm in the afternoon in broad daylight. As we headed down the country road I noticed on my left what appeared to be a bright reflection, similar to a mirror being held to the sun. Being the adventuresome member of the four of us I went off to investigate. What I saw was a large silvery round shaped vehicle on the ground. I approached this craft and as silly as this sounds a fence seemed to pop up in a few seconds surrounding the vehicle. My cousins tried to pull me back and I had a being approach and without moving its lips it asked me what we were doing there. The being also said they would not hurt me. From that point on I vaguely remember my brother and cousins crying and I felt just curious.


The next memory is of my parents and my Aunt walking along the road looking for us. We had been gone over 5 hours and it was getting late. Almost 3 or 4 months after this happened during a Joe Lewis champion boxing fight on the radio a knock came to our door. A gentleman in Military uniform was there and spoke a long time with my parents. When he left my mom was crying and my dad was angry. I was told never to mention what we had seen again or I would never see my family again. I have kept this memory very vivid in my mind and have thought about hypnosis to find out what happened and to convince myself I am not crazy. Bud Hopkins has interviewed me and he assured me I was neither crazy or hallucinating. He asked me several questions and after I answered them he informed me he was quite sure I had an encounter of the third kind. My brother is deceased, my cousins moved out west and over the years we have lost contact. The last time I spoke to one of my cousins two years later and he remembered but would not talk about it to anyone.
Jackie

 

A well respected researcher and good friend lends his story and picture to the site.. Thanks to C.B.



This photo was taken in Pine Bush at Drexel Road right at the stone pull-off, about 1/8 of a mile from Route 52.  The day was the last Saturday in August, 1999, the time was 8:00PM, the weather was by memory lightly cloudy, and the camera was pointed up Drexel towards Route 52 in a Southerly direction.  The camera used is a Olympus Infinity Jr., an automatic 35mm.  The film used was CVS brand, and the lab used to develop the original print is the North New Jersey CVS lab that local branches send film to for overnight developing (this was not done on a one-hour arrangement in the local store).  The close-up reprint was done by the now-defunct company Seven in New York City.  An important note about this photo was that nothing was seen by the eye when the photo was taken, either through the viewfinder or upon scanning the street before pointing the camera.

When the original roll was developed, I didn’t think much of the print initially, but grew curious about it the more I looked at it.  So I arranged to have one of the processing managers, K.I., at the New York industrial photography/imaging company Seven examine the negative and print.  I gave him minimal background about the photo-saying nothing about the reputation for anomalous images showing up on film in the Pine Bush area.  He examined the negative using a self-illuminated table and a magnifying glass.  He repeatedly asked me whether I was sure I saw nothing when taking the picture.  I then started asking him about various possible explanations, such as lens flare, faulty film stock, and the effect of static electricity on the negative.  He felt that there was nothing he saw to suggest those explanations were appropriate.  After a good twenty minutes looking at the print and negative, and questioning me about the conditions and situation concerning the taking of the photo, he expressed his opinion that the image in the photo was not a result of camera aberrations, bad film stock or faulty developing, but objectively showed something that was in the environment during the time the photo was taken.  He did not make a suggestion as to what the image represented, but became more visibly troubled the more we talked about the photo’s circumstances.  As he kindly donated his time to me, which ended up being a half-hour, I purchased an order to have the image to be enlarged and lightened to bring up as much latent image as possible.  The resulting enlargement at least gives more of the impression that the lights are three-dimensional in nature, but outside of the ball-like nature of the lights being more pronounced, nothing else can be gleaned from the enlargement.

Upon re-visiting the area, I examined whether there was anything that could account for the lights in this photo, such as road reflectors along the side of the road.  I saw nothing that could account for the lights.  It is also worth noting that I have taken many other photos of that particular section of street from the same location, both the night this particular photo was taken and in subsequent nights, and have never produced this image again.

So what we have here is a curiosity, nothing more and nothing less, provocative when considering the Pine Bush area’s mysterious reputation.  I dare not guess what it is in this photo, but I am happy I went through the process of getting the negative examined.  I hope to do so with a few other photos from nights in Pine Bush in the future.

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CB

 

Edward from Tennessee shares his story with us.

On September 12, 1997, my son and I went to mow Dogwood Church and Cemetery after I got off  my job. When we were finished, I asked my son what time it was.  He said it was 8:50 pm.
 
A few minutes later, while I was loading my mower on my trailer, my son said, "What the hell!"
 
"I asked, "What's wrong?"
 
"He pointed to the sky and said, "That star next to the full moon is moving."
 
I looked up, and at first I couldn't tell that the star was moving. Then I noticed that it moved forward and stopped. I stopped watching it, and went back to tying my mower on my trailer. When I got in between my truck and trailer, I looked up again.  It stated to move forward again. I thought I was tying down my mower with my eyes closed. I was feeling weird.
 
As I turned to my son, I asked him, "Is it gone?"
 
My son said, "Didn't you see it leave?"
 
I said, "No. Where did it go?"
 
He said, "It went straight up."
 
I said, "Damn it! I miss it."
 
We got in the back of my trailer and set on the rails. My son was on one side and I was on the other. We started talking  about it and looking at the sky.  We sat there a little while before we got out of the trailer and got into the truck to go home.
 
I turned to my son and said it might have been a meteorite. When we got home, I walked into the house and I told my wife we saw a UFO at the cemetery. I left it at that. I didn't  say any more about it the rest of the night.
 
The next day, I got up and went to work. I told the guys at work  that I saw a UFO at the cemetery. I left it at that, I didn't say any more about it the rest of the day.
 
As days went by, I had a flashback like a TV screen coming on in my head. Later   when I would talk about it, I would lose my eyesight for about four or five seconds before my vision would return. It only happened when I would talk about it.
 
I don't lose my eyesight any more. I guess it is all the memory I am going to get. This is what I remember in my flashback. When I got in between my truck and trailer, I looked up while I was tying the mower.  The star moved forward and then made a ninety degree turn before it moved a little ways. Then it made an eighty-five degree turn. It moved a little ways before it stopped and twinkled like a star. It sat there about thirty seconds before it took off faster than anything on this planet  It went from a dead stop to a blur. 
 
When it first took off, it left a streak of light behind it. I started looking all over the sky. I looked over the cemetery and then I turned and looked up over the church. When I turned back, I could see the ship up over the trees sitting there momentarily and then it started to come toward me really fast. I could see little red lights on the front of it. It landed in front of me, but strangely it didn't make any noise.  I just sat there about thirty seconds before I heard a click sound like somebody threw  a switch. The lights hit me in the face. I threw my hands in front of my face. I tried to look at it, but the light was blinding. I heard another click, and white light came at me and overtook me. THEN I started to wake up, but before I could open my eyes, I could heard a low humming sound up above me, When I finally opened my eyes, I was standing on my feet.  I felt as though I was coming  out of some kind of a trance.  I noticed  a round light about the size of a basketball shining down on the parking lot, It was moving away from me.
 
When I looked up, I could see the front of the ship which was turning.  It stopped and sat over the trees. I kept looking at it. I got scared and lowered my head, turning it to the right. I got stiff and I was afraid to move.
 
I said to myself, "This can't be happening."  I was afraid to look back up. I wanted it to leave. I kept my head turned and waited.  When it  finally started to move, I noticed from the corner of my eye a light moving. The object  moved  to the right and flew across my eye path in front of the church. I looked up and I could see a flickering light at a  distance. I kept repeating to myself, "It's a plane; it's a plane." As I was shaking  my head, I realized I was losing my memory as it was happening.  I don't remember it disappearing. I could only remember coming out of some kind of a trance. 
 
Later I remembered that there were two ships.   The one that came down in front of me.  It was not big, had a slope about it, somewhat like a triangle shape, pulled to a pointed front. The long one was saucer shaped.  In the front, it had no windows or doors.  Instead it had three slits in the front, and under the slits there were two rows of round bumps. On the fin was one row of bumps going around its edge.  The ship was gold and long.