Lights On Object & Missing Time
By way of a brief background, I am a 69 year old retired CPA.My experience happened many years ago, either 1956 or 1957.
I've never shared this with anyone except my parents who were tangentially involved and a couple people over the years that were very close to me.
I don't know if my experience parallels any others that may have been reported to you or not.
Hopefully my experience may be a small piece of relative useful information to you and your work.
When I was a young lad my parents and I spent our summer vacations with close friends.
They had a daughter, who I'll call Linda, who was about 2 years older than me.
They had a cottage on a small lake in Massachusetts, we lived in Connecticut.
The experience occurred in August of 1956 or 1957.
One evening our parents decided they needed a couple things at the grocery store and beer.
The liquor store closed at 8:00 p.m. which was about a 20 minute drive from the cottage.
Linda & I accompanied her father.
We arrived at the liquor store just before it closed.
Linda's father went in to buy the beer and came right out, within 3 or 4 minutes.
From there we went to the store which was only about ½ mile away.
The 3 of us went into the store and then started back to the cottage.
It was probably about 8:20 p.m. when we left the store.
The road into the cottage was one lane and gravel and wound through thick woods.
To the best of my memory, it was probably about 5 miles from the main road into the cottage.
When we entered the gravel road, it was quite dark.
About 2 miles into the woods we were surrounded by a blinding, extremely bright metallic light.
Back in those days almost everyone had a chemistry set.
My cousin & I used to ignite magnesium which burned with an intense silvery glow.
That's the closest I can describe the light that surrounded us.
Anyhow, Linda's father slammed on the brakes, and Linda & I were propelled into the dash board, there were no seat belts then.
I remember Linda's father uttering an expletive.
Then, as fast as the light appeared, it disappeared, no more than a couple seconds.
We did not see anything other than the light.
We sat there for a few seconds blinking our eyes and then continued on our way.
When we pulled into the cottage, my parents, Linda's mother and several neighbors were outside.
When the car stopped someone in a very distressed tone exclaimed:
Where the Hell were you? Linda's father asked.
What do you mean where were we? We went to the store.
As I stated, we left the store around 8:20 p.m., it would take about 20 to 25 minutes to return.
It was nearly 10:00 p.m.
That year was my last at the lake and I didn't see Linda again until about 10 years later.
I had graduated from college, and my mother had passed away.
Linda & her husband were having an outdoor barbecue at her house to celebrate her parents' anniversary and my father asked me if I would like to attend with him.
I said I would, I was looking forward to seeing Linda again.
When we arrived at her home I immediately looked for her.
When we saw each other, the first words out of both our mouths were:
Do you remember the night?
My father passed the following year and I never saw Linda again.
I'll never forget that night and I've never had any kind of a similar encounter or experience since.