1971-05-01 - Lewisburg, WV - Triangle

I observed a triangular object hovering without sound for approximately 15 minutes during the night.

I was walking the rim of the rock quarry at approximatly 2:00a.m. I observed a triangular shaped object moving towards my location from the northern sky. It stopped above the rock quarry and began to hover. It was approximately 300 feet away from me and 600 feet up in the sky. It made absolutely no sound whatsoever. Nothing could be heard from it. There were different colored lights on bottom side of the object, white lights on each end or wing of the triangle and lights in towards the center of the craft. This craft was hugh. It was capable of moving in any direction, vertically, horizontally, and angularly. Every movement was precise, controlled, and smooth. It would hover between moves as if it were observing something. Needless to say I was in shock and ended up on the ground. I was hysterical with fear and overcome with curiosity. I had never seen anything like this before, nor have I ever since. I tried to remain as quiet as possible so I would not be detected by the craft, but I somehow suspected it knew I was there. I was really scared to death, and strangely struck in amazement at the same time. It's very difficult to put into words. I just laid there on the ground and watched it. Finally, from a stand still in the sky, it suddenly took off at a very high rate of speed in the same direction it came from and in about 3-4 seconds it was completely gone. That's all I remember. It was over with the blink of an eye. I have not spoken but to only a few people about this incident for fear of being ridiculed. I know what I saw and to read it on paper somehow leaves it lacking in realism. But nothing can ever change what I experienced, what I felt, what I saw. For me it was a life changing experience. My fiance observed that when I speak of this, I get visably shaken and nervous, he feels "there's more to this than I am aware". I am willing to be regressed, to see if I am repressing memories of that encounter. After all these years it is still hard to think about it, much le! ss talk about it.