re: #54 thedopefishlives

At the time, I lived in the shadow of Chicago O’Hare International Airport’s landing pattern. I was never happier to see and hear an airplane in the sky than when the first flights started resuming that next week.

I remember a couple of days after one morning while still in bed being startled and concerned by the sound of a plane overhead, then being relieved when I realized it was probably a fighter.