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in 1988. When I was through, to my surprise, he said he believed me. The
next day I showed him and the rest of his family two of the pictures. I know
some of them didn’t know what to think and others simply couldn’t accept
it. Among the non believers was mister Popo. Afterwards though, and by
his own personal experience, he changed his mind. After my friend
recommended it and after seeing that his family’s reaction was not
negative, I decided to exhibit the enlarged picture on my hot dog cart. I
mistakenly thought that maybe someone would come up and tell me they’d
seen the same object over the skies in Cabo Rojo. Maybe even someone
who had seen it that same morning. To the people who did inquire I didn’t
give details. I only told them I had taken the picture one day coming home
late from work. The specifics where intense and too hard to believe. They
would have required too many explanations from my part and I didn’t want
to complicate things.
The enlarged picture of the UFO and the military plane did get some
attention but not the one I was hoping for. People started to make fun of
me. They called me crazy and a liar. People got ketchup and mustard all
over the picture; they all wanted to see it but no one mentioned they had
also seen it. They drove by and yelled obscenities and called me
extraterrestrial or Martian. None of this was good for business. A few days
after that I decided to just remove the picture and put it back in my
bedroom drawer. The drawer of oblivion.
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