I Don't Believe In UFOs. Or Do I? Several months ago after darkness had set in, Yvette and I were leaving the VFW Post 5025, Hwy 127 South. Yvette was driving and she is always very careful in pulling out of this driveway as there is usually traffic in both directions.
This time there was no visible traffic so she pulled out in the left lane to make a left turn and suddenly, seemingly "out of nowhere", there appeared two brilliant headlights that flooded our car. I looked left and as crash was imminent I turned my eyes straight ahead thinking"we're dead". Yvette uttered a low "Oh".
Then everything was unearthly quiet. This all happened in the matter of a second. Maybe less. Nothing passed in front of our car. It would have been all but impossible for the other vehicle to go behind us, at least without making some kind of noise or commotion . No screeching of brakes or skidding. Just this silence. I had no feeling of being scared or excited as we remained stopped. It was surreal. I then said to Yvette: "You had better get out of the middle of the road before something comes along." We proceeded home in silence as if we couldn't believe we were still alive.
There was only one answer. It had to pass over us. But how could this be possible. Was it a UFO that swerved up and over? What power could lift a heavy object over another? What emotion did the occupant or occupants of the other vehicle feel? I have read of similar experiences where a heavy object was moved by an unseen power but I didn't believe them.
In my last issue of the Nomad News, No. 33, I discussed how my journey to Tennessee was planned sixty years ago and that I was here for a purpose. Can there be a power that protects me until that purpose is fulfilled? I don't think so but how do you explain this "miracle" because that is what it was. Or, was it a UFO?
Hawkeye
