TURNING STAR

 

IN 1964 NCR SENT ME TO A NINE MONTH SCHOOL IN DENVER. WE RENTED A SMALL HOUSE ON S. UNIVERSITY BLVD.

WHILE I WAS THERE I BOUGHT A SET OF WEIGHTS, AND WORKED OUT DAILY.

ONE SUMMER NIGHT, AFTER A SET OF BENCH PRESSES IN THE FRONT YARD I LAY RESTING, GAZING UP AT A CLEAR NIGHT SKY. I SAW WHAT I FIRST THOUGHT WAS A SHOOTING STAR.   MOVING NORTH TO SOUTH ACROSS MY FIELD OF VISION, IT PASSED DIRECTLY OVERHEAD AT HIGH SPEED.

THEN, AT AN ELEVATION OF ABOUT 45 ABOVE THE SOUTHERN HORIZON, IT ABRUPTLY CHANGED DIRECTION. IT TURNED LEFT, BUT NOT A CURVING TURN - A SHARPLY ANGLED 45˚ TURN. NO METEOR, OR CRAFT OF MAN’S DEVICE COULD EXECUTE SUCH A TURN.   AND THERE WAS NO COLLISION TO DEFLECT THE TRAJECTORY.  IT JUST MADE AN IMPOSSIBLE TURN.

YOU TELL ME. I DON’T KNOW.