|Occurred : 7/15/1980 06:00 (Entered as : 07/15/80 6:00)
Reported: 12/21/2007 7:35:54 PM 19:35
Location: Miami, FL
Duration:a minute or two
|Certain things happen to you in your life that you never forget and this is why you know they are real the rest of your life.
I'm now 47 years old and successful in the Exporting of wastepaper to China, India, etc.
When I was twenty years old I lived in Miami on Collins Avenue facing the Atlantic Ocean from the 17th floor of my Grandmother's apartment. I had the apartment to myself for the entire summer and it was time well spent. I loved the beach, the girls, etc. I have ALWAYS been a morning person and remain so to this day. I've never needed an alarm clock and rise most mornings before 5am. I've never been into alcohol or drugs of any kind. In fact I love my lucidity and enjoy my conscious life.
I was wide awake that morning and could not wait to step out onto the terrace to look out over the entire Atlantic Ocean and feel the sweet breeze of freedom that was my youth. I was smart enough to know how young and free I was because I knew one day I would be who I am today and how hard it is to make a living and meet one's responsibilities.
As the Sun was rose to light the morning sky. a speeding craft came from way out in the ocean.
I knew instantly this was something not of our experience. This triangular object did in fact stop at the shoreline and hovered about 75 feet above my vantage point from the 17th floor terrace. There were bright lights on each point of the triangle and it just hovered there for what seemed forever. It hummed just enough that I could hear it over the sound of the waves beneath us.
I was not afraid but felt glued to my fixed position as I gripped the rail of my Grandmother's balcony. What happened next remains forever in my head all these years because the craft turned on its right (my left) and sped off at such tremendous velocity and made a sound like a team of muffled Lions roaring in unison. There was a faint liquid vapor trail and I could follow the craft with my eyes for the length of the coast until it then ascended into the clouds with a speed I can not comprehend or convey here. This thing zipped away like nobody's business.
I never forgot it all these years. ! I'm fam iliar with Harrier Jump Jets and even witnessed Israeli fighter pilots doing manuevers over the Negev Desert when I lived in Israel. I've seen them turn on a dime during arial dogfighting manuevers. I was even buzzed by Israeli warplanes while working the fields of a Kibbutz and I know what F-18's can do. You don't hear them until they are already gone.
Nothing on this planet can do what I saw that day in 1980. I've never told anyone except my Mother and my Aunt.
To this day I feel blessed to have witnessed something not from our imaginations but the reality of other life somewhere in the universe.
What a gift. My best to all.
((NUFORC Note: Witness indicates that the date of the event is approximate. PD))