Okay, More About UFOs! And Ghosts!

By Si Dunn

I have been blogging for more than a year, and the postings that have drawn the biggest readership have dealt with UFOs and ghosts, not with Obama, Biden, McCain and Palin or the economic meltdown.

So, enough politics for now. I've voted early. And enough about the economy for now. I've gone out and spent a few hundred bucks. I've done about all that I can do to keep the national and global economies afloat. Now it's up to you and everyone else.

UFOs! Ghosts!
So let's move on to what Dateline: Oblivion's readers really want: UFOs and ghosts.

One of my first blog postings last year dealt with the time I saw a UFO very clearly in broad daylight. Here's a link to it.

Even earlier than that, however, I saw a UFO in daylight during a 1952 flying saucer "flap." (That's what they used to call outbreaks of frequent UFO sightings.) I was eight years old at the time, riding in an uncle's car as we drove along a straight, flat highway in Southern Mississippi, probably heading from Laurel to Hattiesburg. Most likely, it was summer, because that's when my family used to make driving trips from Little Rock to Hattiesburg to visit my mother's relatives.

Suddenly, the car started bucking and the car's engine started sputtering. My uncle pushed in the clutch to try to keep the motor running. Just then, a light-colored, disc-shaped object bigger than the car streaked silently overhead, following the highway. It quickly disappeared as we watched it through the windshield.

As soon as the UFO was gone, the car's engine quit sputtering, and we resumed driving. I don't remember what was said after that. I'm sure my uncle and my father had heard about flying saucers. I doubt that they filed a report. But I still remember the disc zooming straight down the road toward Hattiesburg and disappearing from sight in just seconds.

As for Ghosts...
Have I ever seen a ghost? I think so. The day after my father's funeral, as I was leaving Little Rock to return to Texas, I saw a man hitchhiking right at the edge of town. He looked exactly--exactly--like my father, and he looked right at me as I slowed my car.

Something, however, told me to not stop, so I didn't. I drove past the man and continued down the road. In my rearview mirror, I could see him watching me as I drove away. He seemed to keep watching me for a long time.

What might have happened if I had stopped and picked him up? Was he really my father's ghost? I have no idea. But I have never been sorry that I didn't stop.

I think it was a sign or a message. Or maybe it was a test, something about letting go and getting on with life. If so, I think--I hope-- I passed it.

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Political UFOs - Updated

By Si Dunn

Like Dennis Kucinich, Ronald Reagan, Jimmy Carter and former Arizona Gov. Fife Symington, I, too, have seen a UFO.

However, unlike their not-so-close encounters, I had a much clearer look at what I saw. And I knew exactly what I was seeing.

Of course, my sighting was long ago, in a universe far away: Little Rock, Arkansas, circa 1958, well before the invention of YouTube videos and cell phone cameras.

Thus, you’ll have to trust the memories of a 63-year-old observer with a reasonably good mind, a long-running reputation for honesty, and absolutely no desire to run for public office.

Anyway...

I was 14 years old, standing in my front yard on a warm summer afternoon. I liked to watch the changing cloud shapes and the silver gleam of the then-fearsome B-47 jet bombers as they slowed over Little Rock and turned toward runways at the nearby Jacksonville Air Force Base.

As I looked almost straight up at one B-47 starting its northeastward landing approach from about 3,000 feet, I suddenly saw a light-grey disk perhaps 30 feet in diameter appear just 50 yards or so behind the B-47’s stabilizer. The grey disk seemed to have a smaller, lighter disk perhaps 10 or 15 feet in diameter underneath at its center.

My immediate impression was that someone had just popped open a parachute. But no one had ejected from the B-47. The bomber simply continued its normal descent, passing a short distance north of the Arkansas State Capitol building.

The grey disk, meanwhile, lingered behind, hanging eerily in the sky, showing no apparent movement at all.

Then, after about 10 seconds, it began to drift due north, accelerating faster and faster. Finally, it zipped into a cloud and disappeared.

What did I see? I saw an unidentified flying object, one that displayed a classic shape reported by many UFO observers. “Flying saucers” had been in the headlines many times in my young life.

Do I believe “my” UFO came from outer space, from a distant civilization far advanced to ours? Perhaps.

It is also possible, as some theorists contend, that it came here from a world which shares our world, in dimensions we cannot sense.

All I know is this: I saw a UFO. And, maybe someday, New Mexico Gov. Bill Richardson will help me sort out what it was.

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