We Come in Peace
Okay, so I’m a dreamer. A sci-fi nerd. I want to believe. But in my entire life, I’ve never seen a ufo. Until last night. It was about 10pm when I stepped out on the deck to catch some fresh air. Off to the south and west was a flashing blue light. Now, there was a low cloud cover, so I figured it had to be a plane making it’s approach on the Des Moines Airport and the moisture in the clouds was making it appear blue. But I stood there for some time waiting for it to come out of the clouds and into clearer view. For twenty minutes it just hung there. Then it dipped and moved to the west very quickly. I was obviously not the only one watching, because from two doors down I heard an excited gasp at the sudden movement and one of my neighbors say, "Wow did you see that?"
It was at this point that I was curious enough to call the Sheriff’s Office. Now, please don’t think I’m a complete nut case here. My dad was the Sheriff for twenty years and I still know most of the folks there. And I didn’t call 9-1-1, I just used the regular office number. When the dispatcher answered, I identified myself and explained the situation. I asked him if anyone else had reported seeing this flashing blue light and he told me they’d had several calls and an officer was on the scene investigating. Well, at least I wasn’t crazy. I continued to watch that blue light for another ten minutes or so when it finally started to rain, driving me indoors.
I went to the internet to see if there was a blurb on the local tv news site, but nothing was mentioned. I decided to hit the hay, knowing that it would be big news for the morning programs. Nothing, nada, nyet. Not a mention on our local stations. Just before I left for work, curiousity got the best of me and I called the Sheriff’s Office one last time. "Well if it isn’t Steve Mathews", the dispatcher answered. (Told ya they know me.) "What’s up?" "I was just curious about the flashing blue light from last night". "What flashing blue light from last night?" "Oh, now don’t even try that one, when I called the deputy said you’d had a number of calls and there was an officer on the scene". "Oh, well then we should have a report here somewhere." A moment of pushing papers…and, "Oh my, we did have a few reports..on Iowa, from Kenwood, others from Ashland." (All streets in Indianola.) "So what was it?" I finally demanded. "Oh, here it is…a kite with a blue light tied to it." "You’re kidding." "Nope, that was it." I laughed, told my wife the mystery was solved, and headed off here to work.
I’ve got to tell you, that made my day. Jump started the imagination and finally made me wonder how they got a blue light that bright up on a kite. Okay, so the kite story’s probably a massive cover up and the aliens have taken over Indianola City Hall. That would explain why they made smoking in public parks illegal. And while I really do want to believe that, reality rears its ugly head and makes me applaud some kid with a good kite and a bright blue light.
That’s it, that’s all. No business analogy here. Just a thanks for giving me something to think about for over a half hour on a Tuesday night in small town Iowa. To all of you…keep your kites a flyin and your blue lights a flashin’ and we’ll leave the mic on for you. Though I’d still love to know how they did it.
It was at this point that I was curious enough to call the Sheriff’s Office. Now, please don’t think I’m a complete nut case here. My dad was the Sheriff for twenty years and I still know most of the folks there. And I didn’t call 9-1-1, I just used the regular office number. When the dispatcher answered, I identified myself and explained the situation. I asked him if anyone else had reported seeing this flashing blue light and he told me they’d had several calls and an officer was on the scene investigating. Well, at least I wasn’t crazy. I continued to watch that blue light for another ten minutes or so when it finally started to rain, driving me indoors.
I went to the internet to see if there was a blurb on the local tv news site, but nothing was mentioned. I decided to hit the hay, knowing that it would be big news for the morning programs. Nothing, nada, nyet. Not a mention on our local stations. Just before I left for work, curiousity got the best of me and I called the Sheriff’s Office one last time. "Well if it isn’t Steve Mathews", the dispatcher answered. (Told ya they know me.) "What’s up?" "I was just curious about the flashing blue light from last night". "What flashing blue light from last night?" "Oh, now don’t even try that one, when I called the deputy said you’d had a number of calls and there was an officer on the scene". "Oh, well then we should have a report here somewhere." A moment of pushing papers…and, "Oh my, we did have a few reports..on Iowa, from Kenwood, others from Ashland." (All streets in Indianola.) "So what was it?" I finally demanded. "Oh, here it is…a kite with a blue light tied to it." "You’re kidding." "Nope, that was it." I laughed, told my wife the mystery was solved, and headed off here to work.
I’ve got to tell you, that made my day. Jump started the imagination and finally made me wonder how they got a blue light that bright up on a kite. Okay, so the kite story’s probably a massive cover up and the aliens have taken over Indianola City Hall. That would explain why they made smoking in public parks illegal. And while I really do want to believe that, reality rears its ugly head and makes me applaud some kid with a good kite and a bright blue light.
That’s it, that’s all. No business analogy here. Just a thanks for giving me something to think about for over a half hour on a Tuesday night in small town Iowa. To all of you…keep your kites a flyin and your blue lights a flashin’ and we’ll leave the mic on for you. Though I’d still love to know how they did it.
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