It has occurred to me several times, thinking over that night, that what was really wrong with this attempt to detect Rudolph and Prancer at work was that it was me up on the roof, not Caitlin. Any kid could have told me that adults can't see leprechauns, Peter Pan, or other magical personages. Maybe imagination just dies with age, matured out of us like baby teeth. Imagine my delight, then, to read in the newspaper on a recent morning that my surmise about only kids being able to see the magical is in error. It appears clear from what I read that imagination does not atrophy with age after all.
Adults too can see with imagination's eyes, at least in Illinois.
I am referring, of course, to the sighting of a UFO in nearby Illinois early one morning two weeks ago. It flew over Melvin Noll's miniature golf course about 4 a.m., the morning of January 4. Flew is perhaps too strong a word. It wasn't moving fast at all. Floated might be more like it.