These were my great grand parents. They were conservative water melon farmers living out in the boonies in Concord community in East Texas. They werent crazies they were the very defintion of down to Earth. There is no way they could make this shit up. It was a sunday evening and my grandmother was getting clothes off the clothes line, when a fog bank rolled in. Standing ON TOP OF the fog bank were two men tgat looked like they were wrapped in saran wrap. My grand mamma calls out to my grand...