By Debra Tamosouskas
Reader Submitted Report
1-26-07
In 1968 my family and I were going on a picnic in the Uinta mountains south of Evanston, Wyoming. We drove a couple miles down the road leading to Christms Meadows when I saw a large, round, silver ball just hanging up inthe sky above us. It was not moving, it was just sitting there. I was only about 11 at the time and had no real sense of height and distance so I cannot say how high up it was, except it appeared to be lower than the few high clouds that were inthe sky that day. It was quite large also. I pointed it out to my parents. My Dad stopped the car and we all looked at it. I remember my parents talking to each other in hushed tones, then my Dad turned around and told us it was nothing, just a weather balloon. But I know it really wasn't a weather balloon because my parents were spooked enough that they turned the car around and we went back to Evanston without having our picnic. They never spoke about it again.Reader Submitted Report
1-26-07
In 2003, before my Dad passed away, I asked him about it. He told me then that he didn't know what it was, but it wasn't any weather balloon he had ever seen before. He said he thought it was a UFO.
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