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||The Blue Angels...
not every day that the Blue Angels come to town. It was the
weekend for the big, every-once-in-a-while air show in my
hometown -- nationally known flyer's from all over and a high
profile flying group too.
In 2001 the Blue Angels were scheduled to appear. We went right
down to the final week then 9/11 canceled the whole thing.
Couldn't expect them to show up that week, and we all
understood. But we couldn't help but be disappointed.
Last Saturday was a clear day, blue sky, puffy clouds, a chilly
wind, but otherwise pretty good weather. Did I go on Saturday?
No, of course not, I decided to wait until Sunday when it would
be cold and damp and I could freeze to death while watching the
Sunday broke cold and cloudy, as predicted. I already had
tickets and was determined not to miss it. Itís April. How
cold can it get? Not frigid, but when you set outside in the
cold wind for a couple of hours, it begins to chill your bones.
The crowd was smaller than usual. All the warm-blooded chickens
were there the day before. Only the die-hards, with more stamina
than brains had elected to wait for day that was cold and rainy.
Speaking of rain, we had our pants scared off a couple of times,
and not just by the low flying planes. It would sprinkle just
enough to make everyone run for umbrellas. Thatís was all we
needed, pouring rain to go along with the cold weather. But, it
was just a little weather joke and shortly after the clouds
sneezed on us, the showers stopped.
The planes were fantastic! Any good redneck loves an airshow,
and Iím no exception. Lots of whooping and swooping, plenty of
noisy and smoke, loops and spirals to keep us cheering, it would
have been wonderful even on a warm day. But what made it really
fabulous was freezing to death to see it, nothing else could be
quite as special as that.
We shivered in the wind, watching, teeth chattering. I gave up
taking pictures after a few ground shots, too cold to hold the
camera steady. I pulled down my stocking cap and put up the hood
on my jacket. My fingers were freezing. I had an extra pair of
socks that were turned into a pair of makeshift gloves.
What a great day for an air show!
The announcer kept telling us what a loyal crowd we were to come
out in this weather. ďDonít leave; the Blue Angels are still
coming up.Ē Leave? Is he kidding? We are frozen to our chairs!
Bi-winged planes doing upside down passes with wing walkers
didn't impress us at all. What we were there for was one thing
-- to freeze to death waiting for the Blue Angels.
The Blue Angels finally did fly. I donít know if we saw their
full show or not. I doubt it, as I understand they have three
shows and the one they fly depends on the weather. With the
clouds getting ready to pop at any minute, we were lucky it
The minute they finished their routine, there was a surge of
humanity making a giant exodus for the parking lot. I donít
know why as we were having such a great time and had only spent
five hours outside in the cold.
Now Iím seeing reports on T.V. about what a good show it was.
I notice, however, that the pictures always show blue sky with
puffy white clouds, obviously made at the Saturday show for
What they need to do is get insulated underwear and an umbrella
and come out and freeze to death in the rain like a real fan.
Copyright 2008 Sheila Moss
Nashville, TN 37219
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