Terry Ray does not normally write nonfiction books about UFOs. He was signed with Sunbury Press to write novels, which can be found by searching Terry Ray Books. However, an incident in his life caused him to have a life-long interest in UFOs. When he was ten years old, in the 1950s, Terry was playing football with some of the neighborhood boys in an empty lot in the Western Pennsylvania steel mill city where he grew up. The game was interrupted by an enormously loud sound that rumbled the ground under their feet. Suddenly, a shiny, silver, Korean War-era jet plane passed low over their heads, chasing another shiny metal aircraft. The aircraft it was chasing was something they had never seen before. It was also made of shiny metal but had a very strange shape and no wings. The strange aircraft made a sudden turn to the left and headed back, in the direction from which had just come. The jet plane banked sharply to the left and continued its pursuit, and they were both quickly out of sight. Terry and his friends were stunned into silence were also very scared. Suddenly, one of the boys broke the silence by screaming, That was a spaceship! We have to call the Army! Terry's small house was beside the empty lot, so all the boys followed Terry into his house. His mother was in the kitchen, washing clothes, with the drain hose in the kitchen sink. The boys surrounded her, and Terry told her they needed to call the Army. She put her hands on her hips and spoke in a loud voice, What? Terry quickly told her the story of the jet plane and the spaceship. His mother just shook her head. Well . . . you're not calling them from here, so just go back outside and play. Terry never forgot this experience and was determined to tell the world about it someday. After graduating college and serving as an Air Force pilot, Terry became a trial attorney, got married, and had his own family. During a family vacation in 2012 to Ocean City, Maryland, Terry was on the balcony of their hotel room, by himself, at about 10:30 at night, looking out at the Atlantic Ocean. The rest of his family was asleep inside the room. Terry noticed something on the horizon to his left, which was to the north. It was an orange light. This caught his attention because, as a former pilot, he knew that orange was a very unusual color to see in the night sky. The light continued flying south, toward him, along the edge of the beach. It stopped about five miles away. He could see it was a large sphere. Terry estimated that, given the distance, the sphere probably had a diameter about the length of a football field. It hovered in place for about five minutes and was completely silent, then began moving slowly east, out to sea. It stopped at a distance of about ten miles from shore and, again, remained there for some minutes before beginning a slow climb to about 10,000 feet in altitude. After another pause, the large orange orb began moving south toward a large thunderstorm out to sea and flew directly into it and disappeared. A few minutes later, Terry noticed another orange light on the northern horizon that followed the same flight plan as the first orb. The second orb was also silent and the same size as the first one. In all, a total of eight orange orbs appeared on the northern horizon and flew in the same, identical pattern. All were silent and of the same, large size. This experience prompted Terry to fulfill the commitment he made to himself when he was a young boy of ten . . . he was going to tell the world about this. After more than a year of research and writing, Sunbury Press published his book, The Complete Story of the Worldwide Invasion of the Orange Orbs. The book has sold well worldwide and is still selling well at the time of this writing.
