Beyond Normandy Road

(This account should have been published on October 8, 2008.
It wasn't Saturn, the ruler of Time, who prevented it: it was Mercury, the ruler of communication - and spammers...
Not that it matters very much - after all, time will be time... ;-)



The following personal account comes from Darlene Kaiser, in the USA.
We find it fascinating. It not often that people glimpse into what seems to be the future.

Here is how it happened...

"It was a hot clear sunny day in the summer (July) of 1968 on Normandy Road, Fitchburg (MA) in my neighborhood, where I grew up. I was 6 years old at the time.

In my neighborhood there are three rows of houses lined up all the way down the road.
I lived on the first row. It was followed by a road, and after that by a grass lawn (uphill); then followed a second row of houses, then another road and then another grass lawn (also uphill). The third road of houses was followed by the last road; after that, the grass hill, which is located on top of Normandy Road, extended into the woods. (The road goes uphill to the third row of houses.)

It was 11:15 am. I remember I was wearing a top shirt and shorts.
I was playing by myself in the back of one of the third row of houses on top of Normandy Road and I decided to take a walk into the woods on top of the up hill.

The wood was very thick and shady. I could hardly see the sky above me - just trees and leaves. I was pulling off branches and leaves away from my body, face and hair. It was a 10 minute walk.
I don't remember everything what I was feeling at the time... just a little bit cold, being all scratched up on my legs and arms by the branches, sticks , twigs; and I remember picking up colorful leaves.

As I came out on the other side of the woods, I felt shocked and stunned by what I saw. I could describe it as a futuristic looking neighborhood. All I did was stare with my mouth open - like Dorothy, from the Wizard of Oz, just coming out of her tornado dropped house looking at Munchkinland for the first time in her life, with her mouth wide opened staring in shock. That's how I felt.

The roads and houses looked well advanced and beautiful. The roads were not made of black tar but of white/silvery metallic cement reflecting the sunlight. It looked smooth, extremely clean, shiny and modern. This is what caught my eye first.
The houses had many huge big windows, with colorful rooftops; they looked very advanced. The streetlights were different-looking, straight clear poles with ice cream cone shaped lights on top, with an upside down bowl (that's how I can best describe it). I had never seen this before. It did not look like the late 1960's - it looked more like the year 2025.

There were no people around: just me and the futuristic scene. I could also hear a deep humming sound coming from the background; to me, it sounded like (I am not sure) like a "live" power line.

I walked up a few paces to the edge of the road and leaned over to see what was in the distance around the corner. All I could see was lined up houses going down the road on my left side. On my right side I could see the same road coming uphill, then straighten, then curved back downhill on the other side.

I started feeling lost, so I decided to go back into the woods and go home to tell my mother.
This whole event lasted about 6 minutes.

When I told my mother about it, she said, " Stay out of the woods!!"

The next day I sneaked back up into the woods to see that "futuristic" place again.
I could not find it. I looked and looked... NOTHING. There was nothing but regular old 1960's houses.

That was the last time I saw it; never again.
This experience haunts me till this day every now and then; it will remain with me for the rest of my life. I am now 46 years old and the memories of it does come back once in awhile.
So yes: it does happen to some people."