Okay, I am finally getting around to posting one of my UFO stories:
When I was a boy, we used to camp in the mountains of northwestern New Jersey every summer. We would stay from the week after school got out until the week before it started again, staying the whole summer in the mountains in a travel trailer in the woods. We had a lot of friends as my father was, and still is, extremely popular. They would come to our campsite every Friday night (and sometimes other nights as well) and we would have a bonfire with 20 or 30 or more people around.
Many nights, we would see a light descend to just above a mountain several miles away and hover there. Sometimes it would disappear into the trees at the top of the mountain and sometimes it would just hover there. After being stationary for a while, it would often rise straight back up and then do a series of crazy maneuvers, or just rocket in one direction or another at an incredible speed and disappear. People would gather in our site to watch the spectacle on a regular basis (this was the mid to late seventies).
One night, something different happened. We saw several lights chasing each other around in the sky and they got very close. We were developing a huge crowd to watch the lights dance overhead, when they got VERY close indeed. We could clearly see a HUGE hexagonal object in the sky with thousands of lights on its surface. Several more came into view and they began to "dock" or join together somehow. People were becoming frightened and one man there who was a civilian employee of the US Air Force base not too far away called in and reported the incident.
Eventually, about 6 of the large objects had joined together very low and almost directly overhead. They filled a good bit of the sky actually. Suddenly, they split apart and began flying rapidly in various directions. Up to this point, there had been no noticable sound from the sky, but now we heard jet engines approaching fast. The objects scattered and several jets flew overhead, seemingly chasing the objects. By this time, there were probably over 50 people in our site watching... word had spread (and we were at the top of the tallest hill in the campground). Then, it was all over. The objects were gone, the jets had chased them into the distance and everybody went to bed.
The next day, the Air Force base civilian employee asked about the jets and his call. He was told that they had received no call, there had been no take-offs of jets from there the previous night and that he was to not speak to anyone else about the incident.
Don't think I am crazy. There were many reputable people there that night, including my father (a police officer at the time), a fire inspector and former chief. the AFB employee and many others. Everybody described the same thing for years. I remember it vividly. I know, could be some kind of group hallucination, but still...
I will post another one soon. That one is the most impressive.
DM