Unexplained light from above

I remember it like it was yesterday, it was a clear spring night, I don;t know the exact date it was March 1960. We lived in rural western Pennsylvania close to the Ohio border near the small hamlet of Edinburgh. My grandmother had a small country store located about a mile from house which sat atop a hill surrounded by thick woods. It was a Saturday night and we had gone to pick up a few items for our mother at the store and then return home. I was almost eight years old at the time, with me were my two older sisters one was sixteen and the other was fourteen. We told our Grandma good-bye and she said hurry home now it getting pretty late and it is very dark out there. There was one home between the store and our house and nothing in between but fields and thick woods. We made our way down the old River Road with my sisters walking slightly ahead of me and I hurried to keep up with them. It was pitch black out that night with only starlight providing any light and you could barely see what was ahead of you. Just before the entrance to our driveway up the hill was a hollow with a small stream running through it and huge oak trees on both sides standing at least 30 ft. tall. We were just about to cross the hollow when from above an intense bright light lit up the area around us, I would guess the area that was illuminated was about the size of a baseball diamond. I remember trying to look up into the light to see where it was coming from and the light was so blinding that it hurt my eyes to look at it, it was literally as bright as daylight. There were no sounds or noises as if from an aircraft, and oddly enough there was no noise at all, not the usual sounds of the forest at night. My oldest sister grabbed me roughly by my shirtsleeve and started running at full speed with our sister doing likewise trying to get up the hill and into the house as quickly as possible. We told our father what had happened and he could see that we were very scared and not trying to prank him. He took his large powerful portable spotlight down to the road and shined it up into night sky and the trees and there was nothing there. That happened over fifty years ago and to this day I can't come up with a rational explanation of what happened that night to me and my sisters. Sadly both of them have passed on along with my parents and I am the only one left, and most likely will never know what really happened.

It made me forever realize what we think and know of reality is minuscule , in the infinitum of knowledge we are only at the beginning.