Age 6 or 7, I was on my driveway with my grandfather one summer mid-day. A blue, transparent ball of light the size of a beach ball appeared 3 feet away from me and about 6 feet from my grandfather, slowly hovering a foot or two above the ground. He saw it and yelled Run. Within 4 seconds the ball hit my bicycle and the ground with a BOOM! The earth was scorched and the chain was blown off my bike, broken. Looking back, I'm pretty sure he had seen it before. He told me not to talk about it because it would scare people. It scared me!
