posted on Jan, 30 2007 @ 03:59 AM
Long-time Massachusetts native here...
The only two UFO stories I have are from my girlfriend's grandmother and uncle, who saw one in the early 1960s in Dudley. It's been years since we
discussed it, but as far as I can remember it was at night and the only things they could discern was a circular craft with different-colored lights
along the edges. It flew silently and then flew away within the blink of an eye. That's as specific as I can get without asking them again, sorry to
disappoint all of you detail hounds!
The second one is a sighting my brother and a bunch of his friends has in the Burncoat area of Worcester, late 1980s. I will never forget it because
they came running into the house to terrified that even the kids who lived just a few houses away refused to leave the house again and their parents
had to come pick them up. If I had been outside I would probably have seen it, wish I was! Anyhow...I can ask my brother again, but all I know is that
they saw a strange-looking craft flying silently and at a very low altitude. I believe (but am not sure) it was either constantly emitting, or it
"shot", a beam of white light straight down at one point, which caused the boys to run into the house in terror.
1) I seriously doubt there is any kind of detention facility in Plymouth as someone mentioned. I believe some things I have done in my line of work
(law enforcement, including some regional, state, and federal task forces) would have certainly made me aware of it.
2) I do believe there is something at Quabbin, and believe I mentioned it to someone who has posted to this thread in the course of our U2Us about a
year ago (you know who you are). Whether it is under the reservoir, on an island (or islands), near one of the shores, or whatever...I believe
something odd is going on there. I knew someone who had some particularly strange experiences there, and those combined with things I have heard from
acquaintances of mine who had to be near that area in official capacities, lead me to believe that something is amiss. What is is, I do not know, but
I have some suspicions. I do not care to share them publicly since it would reveal what kinds of people had told me the stories, and they would not
welcome the attention.