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"There it is! Let's go!"

One of the personal peculiarities that drew my parents together was a shared love for chasing UFOs. This was the early Sixties, before the New Age had twisted the sport into an expensive tourist attraction. In their day, it took guts. There was no cruise director holding your hand, no air-conditioned tour bus to protect you from the blistering desert sun, no security guard to warn you when you were getting too close...

A squeal of tires as the open convertible veers from the pavement. A grinding moan as the engine adjusts to the floored accelerator. The steady clatter of rocks pelting the undercarriage, zinging up into the air as the car rockets across the open sand.

"Get a picture! Quick! Before it moves!"...