“It was making maneuvers over the two Sycamores, going up and down, end over end, right to left…very rapidly. It was cigar-shaped, rounded on each end,” recalled 92-year-old Bernard McDonald of Mt. Zion. McDonald, a former Calhoun teacher and farmer … Continue reading →

One Monday, during my English class in middle school, my friend Derrick and I got an invitation for a big “sleep over” party at another friend’s house that weekend. Jason, the host of the party, was going to rent a … Continue reading →

Just before dark four boys were playing football on the playground at Flatwoods School. These were local boys and they often played at the school in the evenings. Today would be special, because what was seen this evening would cause … Continue reading →