My name is Kennie Leblanc and I live in Nova Scotia, Canada.

I have been interested in unidentified flying objects for years since
I saw a UFO in the summer of 1976. If it was a dream, why do I
remember it as if it was yesterday? Why did I tell my father the
following morning? I have never been one to make up stories. I don't
remember it but I'm sure I got up out of bed & looked out my bedroom
window.

As for the consequences, I soon developed a passionate interest in
UFO's. And I have a bookcase filled with books on the subject to prove
it. Have never been able to figure out why I've been buying them. I
just know I have to.