One summer night in the late 1970s, in the quiet backyard of a Vancouver home, my brother, a friend, and I lay gazing upward, searching for the faint trail of satellites. The night air was still and dark, setting the perfect stage for an encounter we would never forget. Suddenly, the sky was streaked by three dark objects moving swiftly overhead. They flew in perfect formation, their movement swift and precise, lasting only about five seconds.
Because the night enveloped us and the objects themselves were cloaked in darkness, determining their exact size or altitude was impossible. Yet, what stood out was their shape and coordination. Each object was identical, oblong in shape, reminiscent to me of an oversized rear-view mirror—elongated, with softly rounded edges.
The experience left an indelible mark—a mysterious, fleeting glimpse of something extraordinary darting through Vancouver’s night sky. Even decades later, the memory sharpens, compelling me to share this strange and swift encounter that defies easy explanation.