There’s something quite… surreal about seeing and hearing fighter jets on television, flying over the funeral procession, then hearing and seeing them outside my living room window. Weird.
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A close second to that weirdness is watching the same coverage from my townhouse all the way in St. Louis thinking, “I wonder if Gene can hear those planes?”
I’m not sure if that’s a beautiful result of technology, or just plain creepy.