Late one night, when I was just a lad, I saw Lights in the Sky. UFO’s. I was standing on the back porch of our family home. The year was 1975 and in the high summer. The porch was a long as the house, and stood some fifteen feet wide. The outer edge was lined by windows made of two by fours and screened in to keep out the bugs that live to invade people’s personal space; the gnats and mosquitoes grow to giant proportions in the deep South. The town we lived in is Moncks Corner, South Carolina. It’s about 20 miles to the North of Charleston.