It was a clear, moonless night on October 7, 1971, when my wife and I found ourselves driving southeast on County Road #17 near Kitchener, Ontario. Something unusual caught my eye—a bright, horizontal elliptical disk, glowing steadily about a hundred feet above the treetops, hovering silently in the distance. At first, I thought it was a trick of the moon’s light reflecting off a silo. But there was no moon.
Curiosity pulled me toward the truth. The object did not shrink or flicker as we moved away; instead, it grew larger and brighter. My wife and I both confirmed the unmistakable shape and eerie illumination resembling moonlight. Compelled by a mixture of intrigue and disbelief, I stopped the car and stepped out.
My wife stayed inside, gripped by fear. I proceeded cautiously across a nearby field, moving toward the disk that seemed to glide slowly with effortless grace. Suddenly, it altered its course, closing in on me, a vast and silent sentinel hovering one hundred feet in both height and distance—its elliptical expanse as long as a yardstick held at arm’s length.
The glow was hypnotic, silent; there were no discernible details or sounds, just a profound presence. I called out into the night, daring it to engage, to communicate. It remained still for a moment, then silently shot upward, shrinking to a pinpoint before vanishing in an instant.
This experience shattered my skepticism and ignited a deep frustration with the silence that shrouds such encounters. Why do governments keep us in the dark? Are these visitors friends or foes? Should we welcome them or be wary?
I later shared this account with local authorities, only to find no official explanation or radar records. Since then, I’ve met others who experienced similar encounters—solid, credible individuals who recount their stories with equal awe and uncertainty.
The question remains: who are these visitors, and what do they want? Are they here to coexist or to conquer? My story is just one of many, a call to break the silence and confront the unknown with courage and curiosity. The truth is out there, shimmering quietly in the night sky, waiting for us to notice.