The Blue Angels.
What a priviledge when one of them happens to fly low right over your head; you wait to hear the thunder a few seconds later--WHAT A RUSH!!!!
What's not to love? I love what they represent. I admire their skill, their discipline, their precision, their style. The Blue Angels just make me feel good. They make me feel proud to be an American.
I wish I'd have worn one of my Blue Angels t-shirts to work today. I'm starting to make a tradition of going to Boeing Field every year during Seafair to see the resting planes up close and pick up one of the souvenier shirts. I'm a fan.
Enjoy your Seafair Weekend!!
--TP
1 comment:
Wow, Tom! Good Blog! So good that I would guess you spent...oh, I don't know... two hours on this post alone! :-)
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