ElCastor
Senior Member
- Location
- Northern CA
Many years ago, one day out of the blue, a fellow Navy officer and friend told me that as a teenager one evening he was on a remote foot bridge over a creek, well outside of town, tossing cherry bombs when a traditional sort of flying saucer flew up, hovered a few hundred feet over his head, was joined by a second, and then both flew off together. True? Probably not, but he had no reason to tell me this, and seemed to believe it.