An Innocent Mind

One night, during the summer of 1958, I was lying in my bed gazing out the window at the full moon high in the sky. I have ever since been enraptured by his glorious presence. Despite the endless expanse of glories beyond our sight and comprehension, the moon, with his pervasive influence on our mother earth, is ever present with me. As I studied him I saw a movement of stars, or so it seemed, to the southwest. They were three in number and moving point forward as a small triangular group toward the moon. I watched spellbound as they merged with the moon, whether before or behind I could not tell. I waited in vain, for what seemed like an hour, for their reemergence.

I retrospect, they could only have been outside the earth's atmosphere and in the proximity of the moon. As they were plainly visible at that distance they must have been enormous. As they moved at the speed we now equate with a manmade satellite in an earth orbit they must have been traveling at an astonishing velocity. The event is clear in my mind as the night it happened. I was eight then, and, I'm sure you recall, Sputnik was launched in 1957.

I fully realize the implications of what I've related. Most would say I've described a UFO. Nevertheless, I saw what I saw.