I might as well tell you right up front that we were having a few drinks. If you knew the rogues I was drinking with you’d say, ‘Oh yeah, they definitely weren’t sipping lemonade.’
It was the summer of 1981 or 1982, if memory serves, and there had been a magnificent show of the Aurora Borealis (Northern Lights) the night before. I was living in Hopewell Cape, Albert County, New Brunswick and a couple of guys and I were having a few cold ones in the house and having a sing-song. Somebody went outside—it might have been Hubert, just to see if the Northern Lights were going to favour us again tonight.
No luck. When he came in, however, he remarked how nice it was outside—warm, not a breeze, and a million stars in the late evening sky. So we all decided to go out and sip our ‘lemonade’ on the deck and out in the driveway. There was me and Blair, Hughie and Gary if I remember right and we stood out there in that darkening Albert County evening, telling stories, gossiping—like you would, and enjoying a few laughs.
As night came on down the sky was even clearer, the backdrop to the stars even darker. It was a starblanket from horizon to horizon and being under a major flyway, we watched multiple jets go over, four or five miles high. We also watched a satellite or two. I was out in the driveway now, away from the little bit of inside light that was coming onto the deck and looking up I saw something I have not seen before or since.
It was the summer of 1981 or 1982, if memory serves, and there had been a magnificent show of the Aurora Borealis (Northern Lights) the night before. I was living in Hopewell Cape, Albert County, New Brunswick and a couple of guys and I were having a few cold ones in the house and having a sing-song. Somebody went outside—it might have been Hubert, just to see if the Northern Lights were going to favour us again tonight.
No luck. When he came in, however, he remarked how nice it was outside—warm, not a breeze, and a million stars in the late evening sky. So we all decided to go out and sip our ‘lemonade’ on the deck and out in the driveway. There was me and Blair, Hughie and Gary if I remember right and we stood out there in that darkening Albert County evening, telling stories, gossiping—like you would, and enjoying a few laughs.
As night came on down the sky was even clearer, the backdrop to the stars even darker. It was a starblanket from horizon to horizon and being under a major flyway, we watched multiple jets go over, four or five miles high. We also watched a satellite or two. I was out in the driveway now, away from the little bit of inside light that was coming onto the deck and looking up I saw something I have not seen before or since.
RSS Feed