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New Jersey, April 17, 2009 – I saw a bright light and triangular shaped object.

While going turkey hunting on 4/17 at about 5:25 am, while traveling west on rt. 40, I saw a bright light toward the Woodstown-Yorktown area. It was so low that I thought that I was looking at a plane in trouble so, I made a left off of rt. 40 to get a better look at it. At that time I noticed that the light wasn’t moving. (I expected the light to move to the left or right as it might if a plane was in trouble and looking for a place to land). But, the light just stayed in one spot.

The light was about 1-1/2 miles away and it was a big-big bright light shining and I was getting closer and closer. I came to a stop sign and the light was shining into a field on my left and was connected to a large triangular object. But, as I drove under this object, it made no noise.

Something told me to stop and scrutinize this thing but, something else told me to keep going and don’t mess with it. I just kept going while looking at it through my truck mirrors and noticed bright flashes. I thought that it might be strobes or electrical flashes. As I continued to look through my mirrors, it just disappeared. I didn’t realize it at the time but, it had been hovering over power lines.

My feelings as I passed under this thing were mixed. I wouldn’t call it fear but definitely apprehension. I have heard many stories of things happening to others who got too close or too involved with these things; things like abductions, machinery shutting down. I kept looking through my rear view mirror to see if these lights (this thing) was behind me. I was getting ready to load my shotgun and use it (for whatever that was worth) if that thing followed me. If that thing had any devious intentions involving me, they would have to work for it.

KEN PFEIFER MUFON NEW JERSEY

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PINELANDS — I was just 14 years old in August 5, 1967, with my Mom driving me shotgun and my little brother and sister in the back seat. We had a summer house on the Jersey shore in Beach Heaven and drove from our Trenton home. In a barren stretch of road we all see an enormous flying object, so large I could not see the ends; I saw just the belly of the craft.

Mom pulled the car over and it floated barely above tree level and it did not make a sound. We huddled together. The crickets stopped whistling. One of its lights focused on us and it stopped directly above us. I remember how it lit my Mom’s skin like today’s LED’s accept a thousand times more intense. As fast as it came it was gone, with smaller crafts zipping around it. We saw an excessive number of military trucks pass us right outside Fort Dix and all the soldiers were looking up. When we got to the shore Mom called Dad in Trenton and told him what we had seen and our realization of missing time. Over six hours had passed and we can account for only ninety minutes to drive this distance.

My dad instructed us not to say anything to anybody and the secret was kept until 2000, when we discussed it with our dying Mother who remembered every little detail exactly as I did, so did my brother and sister. My mother asked, “Did they hurt you?”We all have the same scoop mark on our legs and a patch where no hair grows on our legs. I had medical problems and the doctor noticed scars in my organs from previous surgeries but I’ve never had any surgery. The blue light appeared in my life several times over the years. Today I am frail and sick with complications that cannot be diagnosed. I believe my conditions to be related to that event.