Sunday, September 25, 2005


I was visting my mom in Maine recently. We had just come back from breakfast when we heard a boom outside. I immediately knew what caused the sound and raced outside. The Blue Angels were a part of the airshow at the naval base 20 minutes from my mom's house.

I stood for outside for twenty minutes while I watched these pilots perform aerodynamic gymnatics. I got a thrill listening for engines of the planes and watching them coming come out of the corners of the sky, sometimes up the middle from below the treeline. Once in sight came the telltale sonic boom.

I got lost in the happy joy of watching something so unanticipated.