I made it to my car in record time and took off toward Wright-
Patterson, about twelve miles from where I was living.
It was still light, although the sun was low, and as I drove I kept looking toward the east. Nothing. I reached the gate, showed my pass to the guard, and had just written the whole thing off as another UFO report when I saw them.
They convinced me.
Off to the east of the airbase were three objects that can best be described as three half-sized suns.
By the time I arrived at base operations there were three or four dozen people on the ramp, all looking up.
The standard comment was: "Look at them go."
About this time a C-54 transport taxied up and stopped. It was the "Kittyhawk Flight" from Washington and I knew several people who got off.
One passenger, an officer from ATIC, ran up to me and handed me a roll of film.
"Here's some pictures of them," he said breathlessly. "I never thought I'd see one."
The next passengers I recognized were two other officers, Ph.D. psychologists from the Aero Medical Laboratory. I knew them because they had visited Blue Book many times collecting data for a paper they were writing on UFO's.