I was two when we moved to Gary Indiana from France.
When I was two, I could also speak three languages. So in one I remember asking my parents, who seemed memorized by the sky one day, as they stood on the back porch two stories up, looking up from there.
I asked what the loud voices were about, that is what drew me back there from play.
No answers can from them to me directly; as now they spoke to each other in German, which I could not understand so at this point I realized that I could see out of the knothole in the wood to get the answers, the window was much higher than I could reach to see through.
As I peered out I could only see what was taking place on the ground in the alley, the angle of the knothole was set in such a way by chance placement of the board when the structure was built, that its line of sight was pointing downward.
As I recall there were two patrol cars and a crowd of people numbering in the twenty’s or so.
The police were all looking up while the one Gary policeman had a megaphone that he was speaking through.
It was what he was saying that stuck in my mind, he repeated this, “bring your craft down your in violation of city air space”. They did this repeatedly for quite some time.
I asked several more times what was going on and to lift me up, so I could see better, but they refused to do so.
They wouldn’t tell me what it was they were looking at and the relationship to what was taking place.
My parents were protective about what was in the sky that day with their Old world ways and customs.
They were going to shield me from seeing what was there and one of my parents was saying to the other, basically, “ take him away from here”.
I was persistent and refused to leave when they simply asked me to leave the area,
I believed I out maneuvered their attempts at capture when that became their effort, so they turned their efforts to psychology and then used the approach that the cops were after me and they were trying to protect me from them by telling me to go and hide in the house, they were basically helping to hide me out from them.
It was the old cops are after you trick, which worked immediately to serve their purpose of shielding me from the unknown, which was to get me away from the commotion down below in the ally and sky.
So I ran into the house and hid for a time, even though I had no real idea what the cops were all about.
I went in and quickly went in play mood and I gave no more thought to the weirdness out back till I turned seventeen it was then in my teens that I had a remembrance of the incident as a dream brought it all back and I asked again at breakfast that morning.
I was never really interested in this sort of subject matter but my memories became so clear after all that time I had to ask, never knowing that it would lead to the subject matter of unknown.
It happened in the summer of my 17th year, I asked the questions after dreaming about that day, that morning at breakfast.
So it was my mother Kathy that I asked, I asked,
" Mom do you remember the house we lived in when I was about two? The one on Jefferson Street?"
I then repeated what I wrote above.
She repeated exactly what I have said about what I knew about that day and then told me exactly all the details of what was going on that day which I had no idea of, which then made more sense to me, at least somewhat.
She also added to the story,
" There was a call put out from the Gary airport area for a plane to observe the incident, this is where, at that time, they had a Nike Missile base next to and near the airport and they obviously had radar at the time, but the cops had got to the scene first, they were on it, as multiple witnesses had called in, the police were there in action."
When she described the incident, She said,
" that a white ball of light, solid looking, was hovering about 700 to1000 feet or so above the ally". She also said,
"it was silent and totally stationary, thirty to forty feet across, it was at this time, near the end of the incident that I turned and ran into the house to hide".
She Said, "That someone probably the military sent a small plane probably from the Nike missile base that use to be there by the Gary airport.
As this plane circled a few times the object all of a sudden shot straight up at an incredible speed and was gone in a flash or streak light, sort of like a trial of light behind it, like a visual trial or streak".
This had been going on for duration of time because she said, "that the radio stations were reporting it on the air live as it happened".
The crowds looking up were bigger than I thought.
The whole city was aware of the U.F.O...
So some one sent a plane up, she just figured it was the military from the base.
I didn't’ think too much of it, because I forgot about, till that dream.
We figured it happened in the 1956 to 1957 time frame to be as exact as we can be.