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On June 24, 1947, Kenneth Arnold reported seeing nine bright objects flying in formation while flying near Mount Rainier. He was the first pilot whose sighting became a worldwide media sensation, and his report led newspapers to coin the term "flying saucer." However, Arnold was not describing the UFOs...

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