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"lam accustomed to taking a quick look at Venus, which we call the 'morning star,' " said Mrs. Manuel Fernandez of Paico, Portugal, to a UPI reporter, "even if my husband says it is not a star but a planet." Mrs. .Fernandez was describing the early morning hours of July 12, 1965 in which she and her husband were witnesses to the strangest phenomena that they had ever seen in their lives. "Well, | saw it as usual," her account continued. "Venus is like a good morning sign to me. If the sky is clouded and | don't see it, | feel sad. We country women can't help being a bit superstitious, even if the parish priest says we shouldn't. "It was just then that | saw the thing. It was coming from the ocean, right from that direction at a very high speed," as she spoke she pointed in a northeasterly direction. "At first | was not surprised at all, because | am accustomed to seeing planes take off or land all day long at the nearby Pedras Rubras Airport. There was a red glow about it, but since | know that planes have green and red lights on their wingtips, | was not impressed about that. But when it stopped in mid-air - Valha-me Nossa Senhora! (May our Madona help me!) | was really shocked because | know planes do not come to a halt in the sky. "It was very red. It looked like a Cardinal's hat. | know, because once | saw our Cardinal in a religious ceremony at the Shrine of Fatima. He was not wearing it, but he kept it tied behind his back, tied with a red cord around his neck. Well, the thing was very similar to Cardinal Cerejeira's hat, with a very large brim. It was still in the air, hovering over the woods we have not too far away from home. | dropped the buckets and rushed back to warn my husband." Manuel Fernandez was catching his sleep in the early morning hours and his 200-pound wife had quite a time arousing him. Fernandez works at a desk for the Trawler Owners Association at Matosinhos, keeping records on the number of tons of fish brought in daily by the fishing fleet. As he stumbled out of bed, the radio at his bedside, which had been playing softly, erupted in a violent burst of noise. He found it hard to take his wife, who runs a kindergarten for the neighborhood, seriously at first, but the woman was insistent.