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Chapel Hill in the Moonlight
“That’s one of my fondest childhood memories.”
Nancy Hicks is not speaking of a visit to the circus or a special birthday celebration. Rather her memory is about the evening she watched her father’s panicked reaction to an unexpectedly close encounter with Tennessee’s legendary Chapel Hill mystery light.
“All the way down there, my father was complaining that the trip was a waste of gas and time. He didn’t know why he’d let us talk him into the trip. And I’m thinking, oh, please God, if that light’s going to show up, make it tonight.”
Nancy got her wish.
Her dad parked the car directly across the old railroad tracks where the light was said to appear. With only a single freight train lumbering through each day, there wasn’t much danger of being struck. He was still “yammering” away, she said, when his manner suddenly changed.
“Nell,” he screamed to his wife, “What’s that!”
A few feet outside his closed window, a ball of yellow light hovered in the air. It didn’t throw off any illumination but seemed to be a glowing, self-contained sphere that pulsated a bit in the air.
“It had a kind of warm glow, but it didn’t light up the car,” Nancy says. “You couldn’t see through it, but you could see above, below and to its sides. It was just a solid yellow glow. Now, my dad’s trying to start the car and he’s yelling. Finally, that light just went ‘poof’ and went over to my mother’s side of the car. She’s sort of waving at it and it’s just bobbing up and down next to her. Dad’s still screaming. Just as my dad got the car started, the light blinked out and reappeared way down the tracks.”
The story of the haunted tracks of Chapel Hill, about thirty miles south of Nashville, goes back perhaps a century. As with many other ghost lights connected to old railways, the Chapel Hill light is said to have originated when a clumsy brakeman slipped from his perch on a freight car and fell under the train wheels. He was decapitated. The light is from his lantern as he searches for his crushed cranium.
Interestingly, the Chapel Hill light has moved beyond mere legend because many people claim to have seen it, including Nancy Hicks, her boyfriend, and several members of her own family.
But there have been others as well. Lillian Cantrell lived in Chapel Hill all of her life and had heard the legend many times when she had her first sighting of the ghost light. That came about on a misty, gloomy night when she and her three children went out to see if they could spot it. They parked next to the old
Chapel Hill Depot, which by then had been converted into a feed store.
“We hadn’t been there too long when here it came,” she said. “First it bobbed a while on one side of the tracks, then it crossed over. It bobbed on that side for a while. Shortly, it started coming toward us and the children screamed and wanted to go home.”
Cantrell’s description matches that of Nancy Hicks. The light is noticed at the outset as a small, white pinpoint that seems to emanate from a position several miles down the railbed, a long straightaway at that spot. It seems to bounce around on the tracks, but then will look as if it’s jumped into the trees near the tracks, before leaping back down to ground level.
The light as the glowing yellow ball Nancy Hicks’s family encountered is more unusual, but one that the young woman had seen before that memorable trip with her family. All told, she made about five visits to the area, the first time during her senior year at a Nashville high school. But although she didn’t see the ghost light on that particular occasion, she discovered that floating lanterns weren’t the only disquieting feature in that particular rural neighborhood.
“My boyfriend, Doug, went to Middle Tennessee State University and some of his friends there had told him about the ghost light and a haunted church,” she remembers. The church is about a mile from the tracks. Doug and a couple of his buddies had earlier found the church and haunted tracks. “It’s out on a twolane highway that meanders through the hills. You really had to know somebody who’d been there before to give you directions. The trees made a canopy over the little narrow, gravel roadway that led to the church. It was a decrepit tarpaper, tin-roofed, one-room church with one of those old cemeteries with it. The doors were off their hinges and the place had holes in the wall.”
Nancy and Doug made the trip on a September weekend afternoon. Their plan was to wait until dark to see if they could detect anything at the church and then drive on to the tracks where the ghost light appeared.
“There was a car already sitting there, backed into the front of the old churchyard. We thought it was some local couple, necking. We drove on down this gravel road and it was starting to get dark when here comes a car up behind us going like a bat out of hell. Doug said he thought it was the same car we saw parked at the church and I said it sure looked like it. So, we made a U-turn back to the church. Then we waited for it to get good and dark because we were going to go in the church to look at it,” Nancy says.
The minutes rolled by. Doug was growing fidgety and told her he had to use the outdoor facilities.
“He went outside and I sat there and sat there. The darkness was total. About the time I was wondering how long it took this fella’ to pee, he jumped back in the car in a total panic. He tore out of there so fast I nearly hit the dashboard. Several minutes later and several miles away he pulled over and told me what he’d seen.”
Doug told her he’d been standing, facing the church and had seen a glow coming through one of the broken windows. He’d decided it must have been an outdoor light coming from a distant farmhouse when it blinked out as though someone had blocked out the hole. When it came back on again he realized there seemed to be somebody inside the church passing the hole in the wall.
“Then he swore he saw a tall figure standing in the church’s doorway,” Nancy
says. “It was very dark, but he said he could make out a white collar and an outstretched hand that seemed to be beckoning to him. He also thought the figure was holding something in his other hand.”
Doug told her it was all he could do not to carry out the dark figure’s bidding. He raced back to his car and the couple sped off.
As they sat in the dark and Doug stammered out his incredible story, Nancy remembered something he had told her about his first visit there with his friends.
“I reminded him that he had a piece of one of the church’s pews he’d collected on his previous visit in the back of the car. I said he should get rid of it right then,” she says. Doug had taken a broken leg off one of the pews and thrown it into his trunk a few weeks earlier. Both of them got out and opened the trunk. The piece of wood was missing. A search of the rest of the car was not any more successful.
“I said maybe that’s what it was beckoning you for, it wanted its piece of church back,” Nancy adds. The couple decided against staying to look for the mysterious light—the incident at the church was excitement enough for one night.
But a couple of weeks later, Doug told her that he wanted to go back. He said he wanted to conquer his fears of the church and try this time to find the storied Chapel Hill light.
“We went through the church in daylight this time,” Nancy says. “That was about all I could manage. The place gave off really bad feelings; you just didn’t want to be there.”
As darkness approached, they drove to the railroad tracks and waited.
“We stood there in the dark. We saw this little light, it looked to be about the size of a flashlight, only it wasn’t radiating light out into a cone,” Nancy says of her first look at the Chapel Hill light. “It was bobbing around in the trees way down the tracks. Then it would be down on the tracks, and then it bounced back up into the treetops. It glowed like a lantern and then changed to blue. That’s all it did.”
Nancy was disappointed. She had heard the light sometimes came right up to an observer, but it kept its distance on this night.
The next weekend Doug and Nancy returned with her cousin. A professor from Middle Tennessee State and several of his students were already there, apparently coming to see the light for themselves, Nancy recalls.
“We all stood in a little wad on the tracks,” she says. “The light appeared as before, a long ways down the track, bobbing a few feet above the ground, then going into the trees.”
But then the group got an unanticipated personal visit from the light.
“Suddenly the light blinked out and then reappeared only a few feet in front of us. None of us felt any fear. It was at waist height, about the size of a softball, and had a warm, amber glow. We couldn’t see through it, but we could see the tracks underneath. It wasn’t radiating any light as such.”
Several members of the small group began walking toward the light, but it kept moving away down the middle of the track. “It would keep an equidistant space between itself and us. If we ran, it moved that much farther. We followed it up the tracks for a few hundred feet and then it just disappeared. Then we saw it down at the far end of the tracks.”
The group waited for some time to see if the light would venture back in their direction, but it didn’t and everyone eventually drifted away.
“That’s when I told my mother, father and brother about what I’d seen,” Nancy says of that fourth trip to Chapel Hill, the one that remains such a favored childhood recollection. “It seems like that light had some sense of humor. I’ve always wondered about it. I was praying for it to show up” so her father would stop complaining about making the trip.
A final visit a few weeks later by Doug, Nancy, her mother, and her brother—her father refused to go back—ended abruptly when a local deputy sheriff ordered them away. “He told us that folks around there were tired of visitors ‘snooping around’ and to leave and never come back,” she says. “We just left at that point and never went back.”
What is the Chapel Hill ghost light? As with the experience Lillian Cantrell had, the light most commonly appears on nights with drizzle or mist. It’s certainly not the reflection from car lights. As Nancy Hicks noted, that part of rural Tennessee “makes Mayberry look like a metropolis. Maybe raccoons passing by would be as much traffic as that place would get. You couldn’t see traffic. You couldn’t see a house. This was out in the woods.”
Perhaps it is phosphorescent gas produced by rotting organic matter roiling along and above the railroad tracks, but that wouldn’t explain the light’s ability to move toward or away from an observer with a kind of intelligence. If one is to believe the witnesses to this particular light, its explanation is as enigmatic today as it ever has been.
Hundreds of witnesses observed a disc, illuminated by bright lights, flying at a low altitude over a residential quarter of Levittown. When dozens of people called the local police station, a patrol car was sent. Police Officer Sgt. José Cordero arrived just in time to observe the large disc passing directly over him. He was able to take ten photos with his official Polaroid camera.
The case was investigated by Puerto Rican UFO researcher Jorge Martin. A computer analysis performed by members of German MUFON (MUFON-CES) confirmed that it must have been a large craft.
Witness videotapes three sphere UFOs forming triangle
A California witness at East Los Angeles reported watching and videotaping three bright, yellow spheres that formed a triangle shape, according to testimony in Case 77127 from the Mutual UFO Network (MUFON) witness reporting database.
The witness first saw a silvery object hovering in the sky on June 17, 2016. Pictured: Cropped and enlarged still frame from witness video. (Credit: MUFON) The witness was sitting outside on a balcony at 8 p.m. on June 17, 2016:
“I closed my eyes and looked up to the sky,” the witness stated.“When I opened my eyes I saw a silvery object above in the sky which was just sitting there without moving. I thought it was a balloon at first, but the reflection of the sun was making it shine real bright.”
The witness decided to look at the object binoculars, but could not make out the shape. “I decided to take out my telescope which has an attachment where I can hook up my android phone since I like taking pictures of the moon and the planets once in awhile at night. The object began to move slowly and I was struggling to capture it through my telescope until I was finally able to get it on my phone.”
The witness began video recording the object. “At first I thought it was balloons once again because it was three spheres that were attached to each other, but they began to move in a circular motion and once in awhile the three spheres would separate from each other and come back together.”
The witness ruled out balloons. “The three spheres together formed a triangle shape and were bright yellow – almost shining, I don’t know if it was due to the sun hitting the object or what. The object would move around as if it was out of control, but as it was moving in one direction it would suddenly move to another direction.”
At one point in the video a white sphere passes by.
“I was unable to stay with the other object or I would have lost the three sphere objects. Finally, I was unable to track the object because the arms that make my telescope move were unable to move further and I lost the object. The sun was setting and clouds began to move in making it difficult to see the object any longer. The object was real high in the sky because it disappeared behind the clouds that were passing by and usually the planes that pass above my house from LAX usually are real high in altitude and they don’t even fly above the clouds. I was able to find another video on YouTube from someone in Cordoba, Argentina who filmed a similar object back in May 2015.”
East Los Angeles is an unincorporated area in Los Angeles County, CA, population 126,496. California State Section Director Denice Marcel is investigating. Please remember that most UFO sightings can be explained as something natural or man-made. The above quotes were edited for clarity. Please report UFO activity to MUFON.com.
Orb UFO hovers at 500 feet near Pennsylvania witness
Posted by: Roger Marsh August 12, 2016 0
A Pennsylvania witness at Monroeville reported watching and photographing an orange orb-like object that hovered and moved at 500 feet, according to testimony in Case 78094 from the Mutual UFO Network (MUFON) witness reporting database.
The witness and a co-worker were sitting outside on a porch smoking cigarettes at 8:56 p.m. on July 31, 2016, when the incident occurred. “Humming through the air changing colors,” the witness stated.“Stopped fast in mid-air, and went right after a couple of seconds, and then shot west, stopped, and then shot off the rest of the way.”
Pennsylvania MUFON State Section Director Sam Colosimo Jr. investigated for Pennsylvania MUFON and closed this case as an Unknown. “They saw a light to the southeast and watched it move from the southeast to the south and stop and hover for 20 seconds or so,” Colosimo stated in his report.“It moved toward the two men and stopped when it was ‘five houses’ away. A vertical height of 500 feet. It moved away back toward the southeast at a high rate of speed. Orange Orb in shape. The object had one flashing/blinking light. It blinked every 10 seconds or so. As the object zoomed away, it made a humming noise. The object seemed to be the size of a ‘house.’Witness felt as if the object was able to know that he and his co-worker saw it. Witness felt as if the object approached he and his co-worker because he and his co-worker called it in by talking about it.”
Monroeville is a borough with home rule status in Allegheny County, Pennsylvania, population 28,386. Please remember that most UFO sightings can be explained as something natural or man-made. The above quotes were edited for clarity. Please report UFO activity to MUFON.com.
Those mysterious unidentified flying objects are now playing tag with automobiles.
Mr. and Mrs. Richard Dubois of California, formerly of Lewiston, returning home from a brief visit to Maine, were the disturbed victims of a somewhat macabre game of tag played on the moonlit reaches of America's famous route 66, it was learned today.
For more then 30 miles between the towns of Datil and Pie Town in New Mexico, the Dubois car was accompanied by a brilliant ball of white light which climaxed its frightfully persistent visit with the travelers by breaking up into four individual, smaller lights.