I had been reading about the Roswell UFO crash. In one account I read that rancher Mack Brazel wasn’t alone when he discovered the crash debris. Turned out there was a young boy with him, a kid who often helped him with his sheep and around the ranch. I had never heard that before, and man, I was instantly picturing the story of Roswell, but from this rancher kid’s point of view. And what a kick it was to write! I gave an early copy of the manuscript to one of my neighbor’s kids, who’s a young rancher-kinda kid himself. (I told him the book covered a lot of his favorite topics: horses, sheep, rattlesnakes, bats, and arrowheads. And–oh, yeah!–UFOs, too!) Anyway, I had a great time with it, and I’m glad to finally see it in print.