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Occurred : 8/10/1979 21:45 (Entered as : 08/10/79 21:45)
Reported: 6/5/2000 08:04
Posted: 3/4/2003
Location: New Londons, WI
Shape: Triangle
Duration:5 minutes
dark, triangular object gliding low over neighborhood.

I was out in my backyard, relaxing after a long day lifeguarding-- listening to music and enjoying the view of the evening stars (laying on a picnic table). Actually, the stars were out directly overhead, but the horizon was still in that twilight blue phase. I became aware of a movement in the sky in the west horizon, moving slowly in my direction. I sat up to get a better view, and noticed that the movement simply seemed to block out the sky where it passed . . . there were no lights of any kind. I was able to figure the shape of the object by observing the omission of sky/stars as it moved. It was roughly in the shape of a chevron (or boomerang), but seemed to be filled in as well, which aproximates the shape of a triangle. It was only after a few seconds that I realized that the "craft" was not a distant object, but was actually VERY close. It was flying over the neighborhood. By the time it was over the nearest house to my backyard, I was able to estimate height,size and speed. It was aproximately 50 feet wide, gliding silently at about the height of two telephone poles, and traveling at only 30 mph. As it went directly over me, I heard a very faint mechanical sound, somewhat akin to squeaky wet rubber. It was at that point that I became extremely uncomfortable-- sensing that something was defintely "off" in the normal scheme of things. As the object passed out of my sight over my house, I felt the overwhelming need to run into the house, but was petrified that the "thing" might have landed in the front yard! I banged on the back door, but realized that everyone was downstairs and couldn't hear. I ran around to the front in spite of my fear, and rushed into the house. I was trembling as I ran downstairs. I could hardly recount what I had experienced. Having adequately frightened my younger brothers (unintentionally . . . this time!), we locked the doors to the house, and closed the blinds (like THAT would help). I took a scrap from a grocery bag laying on the kitchen table, and w! rote dow n everything concerning what I had seen, while it was fresh in my mind. I have kept that scrap ever since.