| ID | #1602084178 |
| Added | Wed, 07/10/2020 |
| Author | July N. |
| Sources | Leonard H Stringfield, Situation Red, The UFO Siege
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| Phenomena | |
| Status | Research
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Initial data
June Putnam sat alone in the living room with the curtains drawn and read, feeling comfortable and safe among the red and green Christmas decorations. Her husband ray went to bed early, as he had been used to doing for the past year.
Suddenly the sound of high-pitched choral voices, like singing, broke the deep silence. June dropped the book and listened intently: carolers, she thought.
But she knew it couldn't be, and there was something else in the chant: it was too shrill, too monotonous, and almost mechanical.
June was tempted to pull back the curtains, but something made her stay away from the window. Suddenly she felt a chill - the chill of panic. Her husband had already woken up and went downstairs to find out what the noise was, and at that moment the singing stopped.
Without further ADO, her husband grabbed the phone and called the police. The police responded quickly, checking the house and the entire yard, but found nothing.
Checking with the neighbors confirmed that they didn't hear anything.
In the early morning, June looked out of the window that overlooked the front lawn. Stunned, she instantly discovered a semicircular depression in the grass about six feet (1.8 m) from the window. An arc about 25 feet (7.5 m) long ended at the outer branches of a large oak tree that stood about six feet (1.8 m) from the driveway.
Something moderately heavy crushed the grass about two inches deep (5.08 cm) from edge to edge of the arc.
Original news
Location. Near Cincinnati Ohio
Date: January 4 1975
Time: 0100A
Summary: June Putnam was sitting alone reading in her living room, her drapes drawn, feeling snug and secure amid the reds and greens of Christmas décor. Her husband Ray had retired early, as he has been accustomed to do for the past year. Suddenly the sound of high-pitched choral voices, like a chant, broke the deep silence. June dropped her book, listened intently, Carolers, she thought. But she realized that it could not be, besides there was something different about the chant: it was too shrill, too monotonous, and almost mechanical. June was tempted to draw back the drapes, but something urged her not to get near the window. Suddenly she felt a chill—the chill of panic. Her husband by now had awakened and had come down to find out what the ruckus was, in that instant the chanting stopped. Without further ado, her husband grabbed the phone and called the police. The police responded quickly, checked the house and the entire yard, and found nothing. A check with the neighbors confirmed that they had not heard anything. Early in the morning June investigated outside the window that faced the front lawn. Aghast, she instantly found a half-circle depression in the turf about six feet away from the window. The arc, about 25 ft long, ended at the outer branches of a large oak tree that stood about six feet from the driveway. Something moderately heavy had pressed down the wintered grass evenly about two inches deep from end to end of the arc.
Source: Leonard H Stringfield, Situation Red, The UFO Siege
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