After reading this e-mail from a lady who was at the funeral procession for President Reagan, I deeply wished I could have been there to see it.
The fighter jets buzzing the crowd in the missing man formation. Seeing the first flight group, then the second, then the third, and finally the fourth. And just as they reached Constitution Avenue seeing one of them take off at a 90-degree angle straight up until it was forever gone from sight, a beautiful symbol of Reagan’s entrance into Heaven.
I would have been one of the people weeping. Just watching it on my off-color, grainy, tiny tv set moved me.