| ID | #1617029756 |
| Added | Mon, 29/03/2021 |
| Author | July N. |
| Sources | MUFON CMS
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| Phenomena | |
| Status | Research
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This event occurred around 1: 10 a.m. on March 14, 1997, about 18 miles southwest of Tucson, Arizona. At the time, I was a 42-year-old electronics engineer who ran a small home-based business doing contract work for various clients.
I lived in Tucson for a while and felt that the city was too noisy for me to focus on my work. I wanted to live in a quiet rural area where no one bothered me, and in 1996 I bought a house in a sparsely populated area southwest of the city. Across the street from me was a neighbor, and further north was an unoccupied house. My property extended about 100 feet from the front of the house, and then there was a barbed wire fence. It had 5 wires, the top one was about 4 feet (1.2 m) high. It was usually quite dark at night, but I had installed a few spotlights on the front of the house, which I could turn on if necessary.
I went to bed around 22: 00 on March 13 and was fast asleep when the event started. I woke up around 1: 10am on March 14 to the sound of someone trying to open the bedroom window, about six feet (1.8 m) away. The sound was like nails on a board. The window was at the front of the house and consisted of double glazing with guide locks on it and a set of blinds that were closed. Although I couldn't see who was trying to get inside, I had a deep sense of deadly danger ... it was as if whoever was outside wanted to do something terrible to me.
I have always had a good sensitivity to the feelings of people and animals, and I was sure that what I felt was sincere. As quickly as I could, I rolled out of bed, away from the window, and pulled a 12-gauge shotgun out of the closet. At this time, my emotions changed from fear to intense anger and a strong determination to kill the intruder if he got inside.
I pumped the projectile into the chamber, which made an audible noise, then ran to the living room window, which was only 10 feet (3m) from the bedroom window, also at the front of the house. There was a floodlight switch. I hit the switch and was completely shocked when I saw this thing, which was now moving away from the house to the fence. I got a pretty good look at the back of it for about 5 seconds. It's definitely not human.
It was about 6-7 feet (1.8-2.1 m) tall and had a large head shaped like a football helmet. He was very thin, and his arms were quite long. It didn't quite work, but it moved smoothly and very quickly.
He reached the fence in just a few seconds, and then, without slowing down, he jumped over the fence like an Olympic steeplechaser and continued on his way. It continued to descend into a wooded area where there was an unoccupied house, and about 30 seconds later I saw a disc-shaped object rise up from there and move south.
It was about 40 feet (12 m) in diameter and passed near the front of my house at a distance of about 130 feet, at a height of about 60 feet above the ground. Below, it glowed with a yellow-reddish light, and I could hear no sound. My state of mind was plunged into complete shock and an overwhelming sense of fear. All I could think about was what might happen if he came back.
I spent the rest of the night, almost paralyzed with fear, hiding behind the couch in the living room, clutching a shotgun. When the sun began to rise, I began to come to my senses. I stepped cautiously out into the street and looked around. Everything seemed normal, except that I found some footprints near the bedroom window. There was no rain, and the ground was quite hard, but some of the prints remained quite clear. The prints were about 10-11 inches (25.4-27.94 cm) long, very thin and with 3 thumbs.
I should have taken a picture of them, but at the time my only concern was my own safety, so I decided to go to a hardware store and buy some deadbolt locks to lock the doors. I did so, and on the way back I stopped at a small cafe a few miles from my house to buy coffee and breakfast.
I went into a cafe, ordered a meal, and then noticed that a random friend of mine was there. He lived in a trailer a few miles south of me. When I saw him, I just said, "dude, something really weird happened last night," and he replied:
"You're not kidding... a UFO went up into the canyon."
I was startled to hear this, and asked him:
"What time?» and he said, " about a quarter past twelve."
When he said that, I panicked and left the cafe without even taking coffee or food. (A few months later, I did try to find him to get some details from him, but I was told that he left the area back in March…) Anyway, I went back inside and put the locks on the doors.
The next day I went into town, bought a bundle of thick plywood, and boarded up all the windows in the house. I didn't have a TV, and I didn't learn about the so-called "Phoenix lights" until a few years later. Regarding the incident report, I was thinking about it, but I was doing some military contract work and I was afraid that I might be printed as crazy or a security threat and lose my security clearance ... and besides, I just didn't feel like talking about it.
It was all too disturbing. I eventually left the area, and although it's been a few years since then, I only recently feel like I can talk about it.
Original news
Date: March 14, 1997
Location: Tucson, Arizona
Time: 1:10 AM
Summary: This event occurred at about 1:10 AM on March 14, 1997, about 18 miles southwest of Tucson, Arizona. At that time I was a 42 year old electronic engineer who operated a small home business, doing contract jobs for various clients. I had lived in Tucson for some time, and felt that the city was too noisy for me to concentrate on my work. I wanted to live in a quiet rural area where I would not be disturbed, and in 1996 I purchased a house in a sparsly populated area southwest of town. I had a neighbor across the road from me, and there was an unoccupied house further to the north. My property extended about 100 feet from the front of the house, and then there was a barbed wire fence. It had 5 wires, the top one being about 4 feet high. It was usually quite dark at night out there, however I had installed some floodlights on the front of the house, which I could turn on if needed. I went to bed around 10 PM, March 13, and was sleeping soundly when the event began. I was awakened around 1:10 AM, March 14 by the sound of someone attempting to open the bedroom window, about 6 feet away from me. The sound was like nails on a blackboard. The window was on the front of the house, and consisted of double-pane glass with track-locks on it, and a set of blinds which were closed. Although I could not see who was trying to get in, I had a profound feeling of being in mortal danger… as if whoever was outside meant to do something terrible to me. I’ve always had a good sensitivity to the feelings of people and animals, and I was confident that what I felt was genuine. As quickly as I could, I rolled out of bed, away from the direction of the window, and grabbed a 12 gauge shotgun from the closet. At this time my emotions changed from fear to intense anger and a strong determination to kill the attempted intruder, if he got in. I pumped a shell into the chamber, which made an audible noise, then ran to the living room window, which was only about 10 feet from the bedroom window, also on the front of the house. That was where the switch for the floodlights was located. I hit the switch, and was totally shocked when I saw this thing, which was now moving away from the house towards the fence. I got a pretty good look at the back of it, for about 5 seconds. It was definitely not human. It was about 6-7 feet tall and had a large head, similar in shape to a football helmet. It was very thin and the arms were quite long. It wasn’t exactly running, but it was moving smoothly and very quickly. It reached the fence in just a few seconds, and then, without slowing down, it jumped right over the fence like a hurdle jumper in the Olympics, and kept on going. It continued down to the wooded area where the unoccupied house was, and within about 30 seconds I saw a disk shaped object rise up from there, and move off towards the south. It was about 40 feet in diameter and passed by the front of my house at a distance of about 130 feet, about 60 feet above the ground. It had steady yellow-redish lights on the bottom of it and made no sound that I could hear. My state of mind collapsed into total shock and an overwhelming feeling of fear. All I could think of was what might happen if it came back. I spent the rest of the night virtually paralysed with fear, hiding behind a couch in the living room, clutching the shotgun. When the sun began to come up, I started to regain some of my senses. I carefully went outside and looked around. Everything seemed normal, except that by my bedroom window I found some footprints. There hadn’t been much rain and the ground was rather hard, but a few of the impressions were fairly clear. The prints were about 10-11 inches in length, very thin, and with 3 large toes. I should have photographed them, but at the time my only concern was my own safety, and I decided to go to a hardware store and get some bolt locks to secure the doors. This I did, and on the way back I stopped at a small cafe a few miles from my house, to pick up some coffee and breakfast. I entered the cafe, ordered some food, and then noticed that a casual friend of mine was there. He lived in a trailer a few miles to the south of me. When I saw him I simply said “man, something really weird happened last night” and he replied “you’re not kidding… a UFO came up the canyon”. I was startled to hear that, and asked him “what time ?” and he replied “about a quarter past 1”. When he said that I panicked and left the cafe without even taking my coffee or food. (Some months later I actually tried to find him, to ask him for some details, but I was told he had left the area back in March…) Anyway, I returned to the house and installed the locks on the doors. The following day I went into town and purchased a bunch of heavy plywood, and boarded up every window in the house. I didn’t have a television and didn’t happen to catch any reports about the so-called “Phoenix lights” until several years later. As to reporting the incident, I considered it but was doing some military contract jobs and was afraid that I might be typed as a lunatic or a security risk and lose my clearance… and in addition I simply had no desire to talk about it. The whole thing was just too disturbing. Eventually I moved away from that area, and although it’s been a number of years since it happened, I’m only recently feeling able to talk about it. –
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