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Occurred : 9/1/1962 12:00 (Entered as : 09/1/62 1200)
Reported: 2/12/2000 23:47
Posted: 2/11/2003
Location: Seattle, WA
Shape: Circle
Duration:3 mins.
This event occurred many years ago when I was eight. I have never spoken publicly of it, but now, at the age of 45, I am interested in finding out exactly what I saw. My mother, father and I were returning from our native Vancouver, Canada, back to LA aboard a United Airlines prop (a DC?). We were seated in the tail, port side, and over the US-Canada border area. I looked out the window as we flew through bright gaps in the clouds. The day was otherwise bright, despite the clouds. I observed a circular object, totally metallic with a rim completely around it, a mini silver Saturn, if you will. It was approx. 20-30 ft. in diameter and hovering near the the fuselage, between the wing and tail. It rotated, and it reflected our airliner on its--the UF0's--own surface. It was silent. I motioned to my father, who momentarily looked grim. He dismissed it as something, but sounded suspiciously evasive. I don't recall a reaction from my mother or anyone else aboard. The craft was silent and remained in view for several minutes. My parents have been deceased for more than 30 years and thus can't add more to what I have stated.

There was only one object. It appeared to tilt and spin as it hovered by the fuselage of the United Airlines' prop airliner. The sky was a bright blue. I viewed the object as our a/c passed through an expanse of clouds. I was excited; my father was uncharacteristically quiet, subdued. We never spoke of the incident ever again, though my father later in life evinced a belief in UFO's. My mother thoroughly dismissed the phenomenon. I sighted the object as a child. I am now 45 years of age. I am a teacher, with a Master's in English. I am currently working on my Ph.D in psychology. My father was a factory employee, a personnel manager. My mother was a typist. I don't know if my report is of any value to you, being nearly 40 years old and such. I offer it to you for what it's worth. The incident is etched onto my brain. I still wonder whether I saw a true UFO or what is called a "sun dog."