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Dundee
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When I was very young, maybe 7 or 8 I was walking across a paddock out the bush where I lived. My Dad and I were going for a shot.
We were quite a long way from home in an open paddock when I noticed my Dad looking up in the sky and he was most definitely concerned.
I looked up and saw in a clear blue summer sky a cigar shaped lemon colored object. It looked like the Hindenburg sort of but had no box underneath. It was high up but quite large in the sky. I asked dad what it was and he just said a piece of paper.
The thing is that it had my dad rattled. If you knew him that was very much out of character. My Dad was a commando in WW2, born in 1924, very old school and as tough as nails. Nothing ever scared him. I watched him break a rifle over a snake once because he was out of bullets. Another time I watched him grab a deadly brown snake by the tail as it was escaping down a rabbit hole. He swung it over his head and cracked it like a whip to kill it. So he was scare of nothing. He had fought in New Guinea and Borneo in WW2 so was pretty used to planes.
This thing in the sky had him..not spooked exactly, but he looked at it a lot as we walked.
Decades later I was having lunch at Mum and Dads house (a roast :) ) and we got on the subject of UFOs he casually said, well we saw that cigar shaped one in David Lear's paddock that day!!!
He finally admitted it.
We talked about it and he commented that it was no plane and no balloon that he had ever seen.
He straight up said that he thought it was a UFO (ET)
This was...maybe 1968/9?
We were quite a long way from home in an open paddock when I noticed my Dad looking up in the sky and he was most definitely concerned.
I looked up and saw in a clear blue summer sky a cigar shaped lemon colored object. It looked like the Hindenburg sort of but had no box underneath. It was high up but quite large in the sky. I asked dad what it was and he just said a piece of paper.
The thing is that it had my dad rattled. If you knew him that was very much out of character. My Dad was a commando in WW2, born in 1924, very old school and as tough as nails. Nothing ever scared him. I watched him break a rifle over a snake once because he was out of bullets. Another time I watched him grab a deadly brown snake by the tail as it was escaping down a rabbit hole. He swung it over his head and cracked it like a whip to kill it. So he was scare of nothing. He had fought in New Guinea and Borneo in WW2 so was pretty used to planes.
This thing in the sky had him..not spooked exactly, but he looked at it a lot as we walked.
Decades later I was having lunch at Mum and Dads house (a roast :) ) and we got on the subject of UFOs he casually said, well we saw that cigar shaped one in David Lear's paddock that day!!!
He finally admitted it.
We talked about it and he commented that it was no plane and no balloon that he had ever seen.
He straight up said that he thought it was a UFO (ET)
This was...maybe 1968/9?