9:20 PM 5/23/96 (Thursday) I spent the better part of the day at Lake Monroe, repairing a power generator on board a house boat belonging to a close friend of mine. I was so occupied with my task, that time had slipped by, and had taken with it, that day's good weather. In its place, the evening ushered in a sudden storm of great proportion, paralyzing all water traffic, and stranding me on a dead boat, tied off in a lonely buoy field. I watched helplessly, as a large house boat, loose and unpiloted, passed within thirty feet of me, and certain disaster. Then I saw it crash into half a dozen boats, moored in a row of slips behind me.

I checked the time on my watch. It was half past six, and I knew it would be a long wait before marina security could chance making their way out to pick me up. At nine o'clock, I set foot on dry land, exhausted from my ordeal with the storm. As I was driving north from the lake, all I could think about was a hot shower and a warm bed. I was so tired, that the last thing on my mind was going off on a chase after lights in the sky, but that's usually when they show up.

I had just passed Dillman road, when off to the east, floating just above the tree line, was a bright, yellowish, illuminated object. Exhausted as I was, I still had to get a closer look. I pulled to the side of the road, and jumped out of my van, and watched what I believed to be a spherical ship as it continued to drift northeast. I got back in my van, and turned onto old S.R. 37, then east and south on Fairfax road, and finally completing a full circle by turning west on Dillman road, and back to "new" highway 37. I lost it. I completely encircled the object, but it disappeared.