Today, Noxie, Oklahoma is a quiet community, barely over a thousand souls with low crime and

lots of wide open space and not much in the way of notoriety. Go back to the fall of 1975,

though, and it was an even more remote little spot populated by folks coaxing a hard living out of the land.

There was no internet back then, no such thing as going viral.

And Noxie wasn't the kind of place where much of anything happened anyway.

You might even say it's one of the last places.

You'd expect big, crazy, weird, paranormal shenanigans? All of that changed, though,

in September 1975. Farmer Kenneth Tosh saw something. He couldn't comprehend. Something that made

no sense then or now, it scared him half to death. And there was a young boy who lived on the neighboring farm.

And what happened that autumn night changed his life too, forever. And you're about to meet him.

And they got a small beam of light against the air.

And they're strong, real, stuff. True. Weird. Stuff.

And my grandmother were sitting at the table.

We had just finished eating breakfast.

And I had gone out to the road, which is quite a while.

We had quite a big place in southeastern Oklahoma.

We hunted.

We raised all of our own stuff,

gardens, big huge gardens, and lots of animals at the same time.

We didn't hardly go to the store for anything. So everything that we did, we got off the land.

So I'm sitting there with my grandparents and all of a sudden my grandmother starts telling a story about someone not too far from us who had was going into his pasture and he's going in with his pickup truck and he's got one of those pickup trucks where you've got the two, the gun racks hanging in the back window and you've got a couple of guns hanging on the back and he's got one of those pickup trucks where you've got the two, the gun racks hanging

in the back window and you've got a couple of guns hanging on the back and he's got two dogs.

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