The weather is a lot more interesting conversation than talking about unusual occurrences on the mesa. Life revolves around the weather on the mesa.

There are Anasazi ruins behind our home. Their spirits play their drums and sing on a lot of summer nites. Everyone in the neighborhood hears them. It is a very pleasant evening entertainment. Not many communities have Native American spirit bands for evening entertainment.

One summer evening my son and I watched a huge saucer being chased by several jet fighters about half a mile up and a mile away from where we were. The reddish saucer was just cruising along as if nothing was chasing her. The jets were screaming their hearts out they were pushing so hard to try and keep up with her.

Twice I have seen three orange lights. The first time it was evening. I was in bed and I had the strongest feeling to get up and look out the window. I did. About three miles away directly to the south there were three extremely bright orange lights the size of large stars. They were all lined up in a very straight row along the horizon. They could have been set on a ruler the line was so straight.

I had the very strongest mental message warning me to stop what I was working on.

For added emphasis the orange light on the right very slowly moved horizontally for about half a mile.

I was tickled. I must be onto something right if they were threatening me. I had the hugest grin. I went back to bed feeling very happy. I did not bother to wait for them to leave. It was a way of insulting them.

A few days later in the afternoon directly to the east I saw the same brilliant orange lights in a horizontal line below the mountain line about fourteen miles away.

Again it was the same mental message. Stop what I was working on or else. I had the same reaction. I was gleeful to find out I was on the right track.

Again the orange light on the right moved in a straight horizontal line to the right for about half a mile.

I continued my walk feeling very pleased with myself. I ignored them the rest of my delightful walk.

One night we watched a saucer slowly flying from east to west to the north of us. It must have been about four miles from us. It was about the size of a dime.

I had developed a very decided attitude towards saucers. I flipped it off. There was no way for it to see what I did.

It immediately stopped and turned a huge white light on us. It was not happy with me. I stood there grinning at it. After a couple of minutes it turned the light off and proceeded on its slow flight to the west.

In approximately 1995 my nearest neighbor had an unusual occurrence that shook her up. She is used to seeing the usual unusual things that everyone takes for granted they are so common.

This one rattled her which is not easy to do. A tough old broad is the best way to describe her.

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