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Late 1970s, on the peninsula that juts out from the LA area in Southern California. Broad daylight. I was the passenger in a car driven by a friend. It was a bright reflective area. I compare it to a mylar balloon, though those were not widely available then the way they are now. It hovered in place. I couldn't even begin to tell how large or small it was, or even where it was relative to me, other than at least a mile away.
In my mind, I had thoughts along the line of, "wow, this is just the kind of thing that Liz and I would be excited to see." But I was unable to speak or even try to speak.
Some moments later, we were miles up the road. Liz said, "I thought I saw a UFO back there and I don't know why I couldn't point it out to you."
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[–] calyxa ago
Late 1970s, on the peninsula that juts out from the LA area in Southern California. Broad daylight. I was the passenger in a car driven by a friend. It was a bright reflective area. I compare it to a mylar balloon, though those were not widely available then the way they are now. It hovered in place. I couldn't even begin to tell how large or small it was, or even where it was relative to me, other than at least a mile away.
In my mind, I had thoughts along the line of, "wow, this is just the kind of thing that Liz and I would be excited to see." But I was unable to speak or even try to speak.
Some moments later, we were miles up the road. Liz said, "I thought I saw a UFO back there and I don't know why I couldn't point it out to you."
I said, "Yeah, same thing happened to me."