On the hill, most people just kept looking up at the sky, and some people held their ears with hands because the thunderous jut sound also came right after the fighters passing through the blue sky.
The couple of young women sitting in front of me talked with a past middle age man. This aged man just happen to sit next to these women, and asked how they came here. One of them said that they took metro, and the old man picked up a name of metro-station nearby. All of them sometimes stopped their conversation to look for F18s in the sky, always flying high.
On the day, blue angels seemed to pass through skyscrapers of this busiest city in this state.
Here's Baltimore.
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