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The original was posted on /r/ufos by /u/AgingWisdom on 2024-09-06 23:24:40+00:00.
Aright, I'll share a story that only a few people know. I was reminded of it this afternoon when I found something in my safe—the notes I wrote down the day after it happened. It’s one of those experiences that stays with you, still vivid in my mind after all these years.
At the time, my uncle lived in Center Moriches, just a block from the bay on Long Island’s South Shore, about 8 miles north of where the incident occurred. It was the summer of 1997 just one year after the crash of Flight 800, and my uncle threw a party, inviting a bunch of friends and neighbors—most of whom I didn’t know.
Here’s where it gets interesting.
One of his new next-door neighbors was an attractive young woman who was renting the house. She was in the Coast Guard, and since I’ve always been fascinated by military stories, I listened closely.
Later that evening, when the crowd thinned out and only about eight of us remained, I found myself sitting with her and a few others. I was the designated driver since I had work the next morning—and I wasn’t old enough to drink yet (though I did sneak two Zimas that night).
At some point, she started telling us about the night Flight 800 went down. It was just my uncle, a couple of others, and me, and we all leaned in to listen. She described some strange things she had seen and heard that night. She mentioned that there were reports of an erratic object on radar near Flight 800, something picked up by the West Hampton Air Force Station.
They didn’t see anything with their own eyes, but the radio chatter about this unidentified object was unsettling. It sounded like they thought it was a UFO. Shortly after, the plane went down, and she said it was it an, "accident".
At that moment, the patio around the firepit seemed to sober up. We started asking questions, but she quickly shut us down, saying, “I shouldn’t talk about it.” I pressed a little, asking her what she thought had really happened did we shoot it down?
That’s when she said, “I really think it was a UFO. "They", tracked it, but it got too close to the aircraft.” That was all she was willing to say.
My uncle, a little drunk and very curious, jumped up and begged her to tell us more. But she just smiled, said it was nice meeting us, and went home.
That moment was the start of my deep dive into the UFO rabbit hole which continues today and now I know what is going on and what has been going on for years. ITs great seeing more and more everyday awakening to this Phenomena.
Believe it or not, its ok. I just wanted to share this story that changed my life forever.