We Are NOT Alone , The MotherShip...

 

We Are Not Alone by:

 

 Dan Rose

 

Summer of '72...

 

... the North Side of Scottsdale AZ didn't exist at that time ... Pima Road was a dirt rd and Bell Rd was also ...

 

The cliques in high-school back then were fairly distinct ... you were either a :

 

Jock - Sports & School Spirit

CowBoy - boots , hats , chew

Pencil-Geek ( Nerd )

Square - Straight laced

Head - Hippy / Doper / Surfer Dude

Lou - Loser

Rich - Rich Snobs

 

OK , I was a "Head" ...

 

Any how the area of Bell & Pima was a notorious "boondock-party" area that was very cool set-up for stoner teenagers ... The CowBoys had their Bonfire party with about 30 guys drinkin' Coors and standin around sayin stuff like .. whuttt ...? ...  

 

...anyhow ... the guys that wanted to light-up went just past the CowBoys to hang out have a couple Miller High-Lifes' and toke a doobie ... The CowBoys didn't mind this arrangement and when one of the two Scottsdale Police Officers showed up and told them to pour out their Coors and go home , we had enough warning to make sure that no Bob Marley odors were in the air by then and slip out a while later.

 

This ONE particular night Myself and Charlie & Steve & Jim went to "The Majeem" ( Mu-gheeem " ) I don't remember where this came from , just our nick-name for a geographic area to party at night in peace.

 

We got there early that night , passed the CowBoys , waved ... got to the big berm that is now The Central Arizona Project Canal bank ( water from the Colorado River ) ... rolled over it and parked .

 

BEFORE we could crack a cold one , BEFORE we lit a Jay , There it was , right in front of us zooming at our direction with very intense speed and ... quiet ... no dust no wind no noise of any kind , all of the desert animal sounds were silent , we could no longer hear the CowBoys party.

 

Have You ever seen Close Encounters of The Third Kind ...? Remember The Mother Ship ...?

 

Hmmm ... All of us were silent . We stared at this huge THING in front of us bigger than any airplane we had ever seen , more like a Cruise ship suspended right in front of us , with , yes , all the pretty lights and immense proportions , It was there for only about 30 seconds just THERE , just sitting there 30 ft off the ground , whoosh ... as fast as we could comprehend it leaving us to the north and then veering to the East it left us . Not any SOUND ! ...??? no wind no dust no physical normal signs that a thing as big as 2 football fields had just left at thousands of miles per hour. We were all in shock ... I remember that slowly the desert noises started comming back , the Cicadas, the Quail cooing the breeze through the Creosote bushes etc ... We all looked at eachother and all said in unison WHOAAAAH !!!

 

 

WTF was that ...???!!!

 

As we were leaving we drove by the smoldering campfire where the CowBoys had been only a few moments ago. ( I think we went to Taco Bell and went home early that night. )

 

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A few years ago I called Charlie and asked , hey Charlie , do you remember that night in '72 when ... "Yup"

 

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I can not explain it. I can not tell you what it was. I can without any hesitation in this world tell you:

 

 "We are NOT Alone"

 

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