Fly by night
I heard them coming …
Every Tuesday evening they fly by … usually two planes heading to Youngstown. Sometimes they’re close, sometimes they rattle the windows. Tonight they were so close I’d bet the pilot could make out the crazy woman in purple pajamas who frantically grabbed the camera and darted into the night to capture the evening air disturbance.
Cool. Kind of awesome. That’s all there is to say.
I don’t know what they’re doing or where they’re coming from or who or what is on board. But I’m thankful they’re up there … doing what they do to protect crazy ladies in pajamas and screaming kids and frantically barking dogs of the U.S.A.
And away they went. See you next Tuesday, boys.