Visitation from the Blue Man

My neighbor and I were sliding across the road where we grew up.  I was about 7-8. We saw a silver craft fly overhead at a distance and believed it to be a plane.  When we reached the bottom of the hill the craft was hovering over the lake about 1/2 mile away. I told my friend it was a helicopter.
 When we reached the top of the hill, we looked up and about 20 feet above us was a silver saucer shaped vehicle.  I clearly saw the undercarriage.  In the middle there looked to be red hot coals with a "florescent" tube surrounding it.  There was fluid rotating in the tube and it turned colors, green, blue, turquoise as it moved.  I felt a tugging on my solar plexus and realized I was looking down at my friend who was screaming and running, saying he was getting his gun.
 I don't know how but I was standing inside the ship in front of a magnificent Being.  He was tall and thin, blue, enlarged head with delicate features, larger than human eyes but not huge, and he was blue.  He wore a floor length blue robe.  He was amazingly kind and I felt peaceful and unafraid in his presence.
 He asked if I would like to see his ship, which I agreed to.  There was nothing in this ship.  As we continued to walk, even at my young age, I remember thinking the ship is not that big on the outside yet here I am walking what seemed to be forever.
 Eventually we ended up back where we started.  I told him the snow in my boots had melted and I needed to return home.  I found myself at the end of my parent's driveway.  I walked into the house and announced to my mother I had a fun ride in a very nice blue man's ship.  I walked away from her hurtful words.
 The very next weekend my brother and six friends were playing in the same area.  My brother, breathing hard from running fast, burst into the house screaming about a silver craft that hovered over them.
 My brother to this day, will not talk about what happened but I have a feeling he met my nice Blue Man too.