Friday Fright Night
“It’s really enormously loud and then it ceases. It doesn’t sound like a jet because the sound of a plane becomes distant as it moves away. This doesn’t move. It’s like having a jet plane in the back yard turning on and off.”
Things got weird earlier this evening. The above is from our friend Gayla, who wasn’t alone in hearing whatever “it” is…
“I heard that one time this evening while I was out feeding the horses,” reports our friend Jan Flora down in Homer. “I thought a jet was flying over, but the sound stopped. It was very short. It freaked me out for a minute, but I had my hands full of hungry horses, so I forgot about it quickly.”
Apparently that was just the warm-up act. A couple of hours later, this happened:
So how’s your night?