In the summer of 1965, when I was 7 years old, my sister and I wwere visiting my aunt and two cousins in Pearland while my uncle, a pilot since WWII, was away on business. We went outside to look for satellites.

Pearland was far enough away from the Houston lights at that time and the stars were brilliant that night. We looked at the Milky way and saw the dippers and various other things. Durring that time we noticed a light in the sky which was brighter than many stars, but not as bright as the brightest star. It was tracking across the sky and my first thought was that I had found a satellite. 
After mentioning the light, we all began to follow the light. It zigged and zagged across the sky while following a straight path sort of like a boat tacking while headed toward a specific target.
Witness indicates that the date of the incident is approximate.  PD