| My hometown was Little Rock, AR, where I lived | | | | discern the shape, but the lights appeared fixed in |
| most of my life. My son, Bob Jr., and one | | | | place, not rotating. As it approached from the |
| daughter named Becky, now live in the greater | | | | west and turned south, movement from the east |
| Little Rock area, and my brother and his wife | | | | caught my eye, and the same type of craft |
| reside in Little Rock. My other daughter, Kristy, | | | | turned south and flew just to one side of the first |
| and her family, live in Oklahoma. | | | | craft. They flew soundlessly! |
| My UFO sightings took place in 1988, while I was | | | | On the south side of the creek, a heavily wooded |
| visiting an intentional community called Eastwind, | | | | hillside arose steeply, and I had never been on top |
| which is south of Tecumseh, MO, and just north | | | | of the ridge, so I had no idea what was there, |
| of a finger of the Norfork Lake. On one nighttime | | | | but that night, as the crafts flew above the ridge, |
| sighting, two crafts flew silently, less than 1000 ft. | | | | two very large spotlights, like circus spots, were |
| high, over a ridge out toward the lake. I was | | | | turned on and pointed straight up. By the time the |
| alone on my way back from a late swim in Lick | | | | lights were turned on, the crafts had drifted |
| Creek, which flowed north to south on the west | | | | beyond the periphery of the lighted area, almost |
| side of the Eastwind property, then traversed | | | | out of sight, so I got only a brief glimpse of the |
| west to east across the south end of the | | | | objects silhouetted against a bright starlit sky. |
| property. | | | | I was never able to ascertain where those spots |
| There is no light pollution around Eastwind, and it | | | | came from, or who activated them, but I did find |
| was a beautiful star-bright night. I was about 100 | | | | a road on top of the ridge, and pasture land |
| yards from the south end of the property, facing | | | | across the road, with cattle grazing. Asking |
| south, when movement caught my eye out of | | | | questions about the sighting at Eastwind was |
| the right, or west, sky. It was moving slowly, and | | | | futile. A wonderfully strange core-group of people |
| were it not for the shattering stillness, the lighting | | | | made up the community, and there was a fairly |
| configuration on the craft might have been | | | | constant influx and exodus of visitors. The year I |
| mistaken for a plane. | | | | spent there is a priceless memory, that will be |
| It was far enough away that I could not clearly | | | | forever imprinted in my mind. |