Falconbridge ON July 1961
I was 8 years old at the time and used to go out at around 6:00 am to play by myself, then return to my house in time for breakfast. This was sometime in July or August 1961. It was during the summer vacation. It was about 6:30 when I chanced to look up. I saw a large bright silver, cylinder or oval shaped craft I immediately took for a jet or passenger plane. I thought it might be from the Skead (Falconbridge Airforce base). I was used to seeing planes from there, but only during the Air Show. The base is just south of Falconbridge, the nickel mining town I lived in. The craft made no noise but it was on west to east and certainly a crash trajectory. I dropped everything and went to see where it crashed. It was headed into a horseshoe shaped hole in the ground about three hundred meters long and 200 meters wide. The east side of the pothole (this is what we called it) rose to about 25-30 meters high and the walls declined to about ground level with the rest of the town, the west end being level. There was nothing there so I went to the east side up on top of the hill and looked to the east into the mines and saw nothing also. I then went home totally perplexed and very hungry. When I arrived home, my mother asked me where I had been all day and I tried to tell her that I wanted to have breakfast but she said that I had missed breakfast and lunch but made me a sandwich. I suffered no trauma what so ever but I am completely baffled about the situation. For one, I had heard nothing or knew anything about UFO’s. I also have a bullet shaped mark on my left shin. When I was about 14 or 15 years old, I showed it to my doctor and he said that it had to be made by a deep puncture. I remember nothing about any puncture, nor do my siblings and parents know about something like that. The doctor said it was large enough to have had to have stitches. I remember no such event. There are many other mysteries to this event that have occurred at later dates. But just the sighting and the lost time are enough. Please e-mail me or call as this has been inside of me for a long time and I have told no one other than my brother about this. Should I pursue this? What do I do next? Who do I talk to? As I said before, this hasn’t traumatized me but I am very curious and confused about this. Please let me know.
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