Was this some sort of message from a friend who just passed?

Since 1994 and my first UFO sighting/experience my life has been, well, weird. Anyway: About twenty-seven years after that sighting I did a podcast focused on UFOs in Michigan. I’d seen a giant, triangular craft (barely above my head) on March 18th, 1994 (around 5 AM). A listener contacted the show, after it aired, and said he had also seen a huge triangle in 1994…..also in March. But he couldn’t recall if it was Friday, March 18th. His sighting had been about forty-miles east of mine and about an hour earlier than mine (around 4 AM). The man’s name was Ed Setera and he was from Port Huron, Michigan.

A few months later I was asked to be on the show, again, with both Ed and another witnesses who had surfaced. For a week or so Ed and I spoke on Messenger, frequently, in the run-up to this new show where we would both be guests. For the life of him he could not recall the exact date of his sighting. The night before the show he excitedly contacted me – he had pinned down the date and it was the same date as my sighting! That was interesting. But what had finally helped Ed recall the exact date was, well, something almost out of the Twilight Zone.

I asked Ed what had triggered his memory. He explained that he remembered it had been St. Patrick’s Day (the night before his UFO encounter happened) and he recalled that he had gone to a bar in a town called Imlay City, Michigan – “The Nite Owl Bar” – to have a few beers and celebrate. He said that there was a live band playing and the band offered that they were taking requests. So, Ed walked up to a band member and asked for the classic drum solo “Wipe Out”. Paraphrasing pretty tightly, Ed said, “Yeah – some smart ass in the band said, ‘We don’t know the words….’ That really chapped my ass.” He chuckled about the exchange. “Wipe Out”, a drum solo, had no words – and, however irritating to Ed at the moment, that was the joke.

I was pretty stunned. I lived in Flint, Michigan and had never been to Imlay City in my life. But that weekend I was playing with a band called “Debbie Lee and The Kruizers” at the Nite Owl Bar in Imlay City (Imlay City being about 35 miles east of Flint). So what had triggered his memory was this exchange he’d had with a band in which I was the piano player. Did I make that remark? I don’t think so, but, he and I always wondered. Anyway, it still seemed an extraordinary coincidence on multiple levels. By the way, I’ve never been to Imlay City since.

Ed passed away pretty suddenly on February 8th and I only learned of his passing yesterday. He was 53. We had talked for an hour on February 6th and I thought he was recovering fine from a heart problem that had seen him hospitalized. Ed and I often talked. We had grown kind of close over these the past couple of years. I only went over to see once, in Port Huron, but it was if we had some weird connection. His death, to be honest, really upset me. It hit me like a ton of bricks. Why? I can’t really explain why.

My wife, Linda, knew I was really depressed today. She said, “You know how goofy Ed was – maybe he’ll give you a sign.” Honestly, I thought, “That would be nice.” But I wasn’t very optimistic.

Linda had a dentists appointment today. She took our van and drove from Lapeer, Mi. to Clio, Mi to see her dentist. On the way to the dentist she had suffered through a smooth jazz CD that I had been playing in our van. When she left the dentist’s office she got in the van, started to drive, and decided she wanted some more energetic music! She said that, literally, as she hit the button to play the radio a voice from the radio screamed, “WIPE OUT”! And, making things even weirder….this was some very strange version of “Wipe Out”, foreign to both Linda and I, with freaking words!!! The song was recorded by “The Beach Boys” and some group called “Fat Boys”. This version of Wipe Out is completely silly and, as Linda said, “So Ed!”. Ed was an incredible goofball who loved to make silly videos featuring my face superimposed on other people’s bodies…usually me singing some old pop tune (in a damned dress or something). Ed was a lot like me in the sense that he often felt like a 14-year old boy trapped in a man’s body. He was also kind, and funny, and generous and always said, “I love you brother.” I loved you Ed and I will miss you. Rest in peace, my friend

Maybe that “Wipe Out” was from you. This is the kind of silly thing you would do, buddy. I am going to say that it was from you…..