CLOSE ENCOUNTER OF THE FOURTH KIND

I couldn't make out the shape. I could see the lights, they were only about 80 feet in front of me; I just could not see the shape.....until it moved.
This story is the true account of an incident I experienced one late afternoon as I was leaving my house. Seeing the "craft" is only half the story. Wait until you read what happens next.

Milton Jon www.miltonjonsite.com