Date of Event: Summer, 1990
Location of Event: Greensport, AL between Rainbow City and Ashville.
Message: It’s strange how when it’s finally time to tell your story, especially in a public forum, you are somehwat hesitant to do so. I have told afew friends about my experience over the years, but most of them just laugh it off. Nevertheless, it actually did occur, and I saw it, as well as my father and two brothers. It was late summer, sometime between 1989 and 1991. I can’t rememeber the year for sure, because we went to the lake every weekend all through those years.
We had spent the weekend at the lake, and were headed back toward Birmingham on a Sunday evening, our boat towed behind us. My dad was driving his 1984 F150, and my two younger brothers, about 6 and 7 years old, were sitting between us. It was early evening, the sun was down, but it wasn’t totally dark. The landscape was rolling farmland on either side of the two lane blacktop road. There were a couple dairies in the area at the time, that had cows.
Suddenly off to the left, I saw a beam of light. I told my dad to stop, which after a moment, he did. What we saw left us speechless for a moment. There, hovering over the pasture, about 100-150 yards off the road, was a triangular shaped craft. I remember it was very large, and dark in color. It had a series of flashing lights, I think red, green and blue. But more important than the lights, was the spotlight-like beam that was shining down from the craft, to the ground.
It was a very intense, direct beam of light, like a powerful flashlight would give off in a pitch black room. It was sweeping this beam slowly across the ground. I remember that the intensity was strange, because the object was pretty high up for it to be so bright, I would say maybe 500 feet or so off the ground. I had seen a police helicopter in Tuscaloosa with a ground searching spotlight recently before that, and was was nowhere near as powerful.
I asked my dad to roll down the window of the truck, which he did. The craft was not terribly far away, (nor very high off the ground, as far as aircraft go) but it did not make a sound. My dad even turned the truck off, in case it was only a quiet sound, and still we heard nothing. At that point, I was pretty excited. I think I was about 13 at the time, and UFOs were of great interest to me.
I told my dad I was going to go “stand in the light,” and actually opened the truck door to go. That made him pretty angry, at which point he yelled some profanity about the fact that “I was going to do no such — thing!” and restarted the truck. We left pretty quickly after that. In a moment we were around a bend in the road, and I couldn’t see the craft any longer. I have since heard other people in that are say they had seen some strange things, but never really talked about it with anyone.
I can say for certain though, that what I saw was very strange, and I know it was not a helicopter. It was triangle shaped, hovered, had a spotlight, and made no sound. A total of four people saw it in our truck, so it was no dream or hallucination. I would love the opportunity to see one again, now that I am older, but I doubt it will happen. It definitely made a believer out of me to see it though.