There was a solar eclipse along the east coast of the US in my childhood. My main recollection is that I had seen somewhere the description of how to make a pinhole camera but misunderstood. My idea was that if a pinhole would give a good picture of the eclipse then a bigger hole would be better. Not, as it turned out.
In February 1998 Arthur, Flo, and I went to Aruba to see a total solar eclipse. Wonderful. Seeing the totality makes one want to do it again. (We three were also together for an annular eclipse in 2012 when Flo was still living in Oakland). In 2017 the three of us went to South Carolina. It left us craving more. This time it was even closer to home. Sunday afternoon I went to western MA (where Flo lives) and then we drove together to Waitsfield, VT, one of the only places I could find a room when I started seriously trying to book in January. I don't know why I waited so long - I've been planning to do this for a long time, and picked that part of Vermont at the suggestion of someone online who thought it might be good to support areas hit by floods last year with our tourist dollars. A pleasant B&B.
A reminder of the floods.

On Monday morning we went to Waterbury and staked out a spot behind the library, which was doing a great job distributing glasses to people who didn't have them, plus offering bathroom use and charging plugs and crafts projects. Wandered around, bought snacks, visited a really nice knitting shop but didn't buy anything, watched the Amtrak train arrive, etc.
I had bought a filter for iPhone cameras. This is a picture Flo took as the moon was encroaching.

My photos of the actual eclipse don't give a good idea of the wonderfulness of totality, or the weirdness of the light before and after.
Arthur was more than a thousand miles from us, but we all have phones. The icon above is an amazing photo he took and sent to us as it happened. We saw corona and Baily's beads but not that good a version of the diamond ring effect. I was also in text communication with my sister and email with a couple of other folks.
This is my picture of Jupiter in the daytime (sort of daytime, anyway)

The trip back to Flo's house along 89 & 91 took five hours, about twice what the reverse had taken the previous day. People were on many of the bridges watching the hundred mile traffic jam, which I found worrisome. Still, it seemed to be just for entertainment, no malice involved, nobody dropping things onto cars.
I was a little sad that it might have been my last time, but by this morning I had hatched a plan to go with my sister to Spain in August 2026 to see another one. I haven't discussed it with her, because she and her husband are still Rv'ing her way back home after driving to the eclipse path.
Reminder to self - I have put the eclipse glasses and filters on the shelf next to the binoculars. There is a big push to collect used glasses to send to Central America for an annular eclipse in October, but I am holding on to mine. I keep losing them, but now I have them in an obvious place (?)
* I always think of Lee Smith short story collection on these occasions
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/399474.Me_and_My_Baby_View_the_Eclipse
In February 1998 Arthur, Flo, and I went to Aruba to see a total solar eclipse. Wonderful. Seeing the totality makes one want to do it again. (We three were also together for an annular eclipse in 2012 when Flo was still living in Oakland). In 2017 the three of us went to South Carolina. It left us craving more. This time it was even closer to home. Sunday afternoon I went to western MA (where Flo lives) and then we drove together to Waitsfield, VT, one of the only places I could find a room when I started seriously trying to book in January. I don't know why I waited so long - I've been planning to do this for a long time, and picked that part of Vermont at the suggestion of someone online who thought it might be good to support areas hit by floods last year with our tourist dollars. A pleasant B&B.
A reminder of the floods.

On Monday morning we went to Waterbury and staked out a spot behind the library, which was doing a great job distributing glasses to people who didn't have them, plus offering bathroom use and charging plugs and crafts projects. Wandered around, bought snacks, visited a really nice knitting shop but didn't buy anything, watched the Amtrak train arrive, etc.
I had bought a filter for iPhone cameras. This is a picture Flo took as the moon was encroaching.

My photos of the actual eclipse don't give a good idea of the wonderfulness of totality, or the weirdness of the light before and after.
Arthur was more than a thousand miles from us, but we all have phones. The icon above is an amazing photo he took and sent to us as it happened. We saw corona and Baily's beads but not that good a version of the diamond ring effect. I was also in text communication with my sister and email with a couple of other folks.
This is my picture of Jupiter in the daytime (sort of daytime, anyway)

The trip back to Flo's house along 89 & 91 took five hours, about twice what the reverse had taken the previous day. People were on many of the bridges watching the hundred mile traffic jam, which I found worrisome. Still, it seemed to be just for entertainment, no malice involved, nobody dropping things onto cars.
I was a little sad that it might have been my last time, but by this morning I had hatched a plan to go with my sister to Spain in August 2026 to see another one. I haven't discussed it with her, because she and her husband are still Rv'ing her way back home after driving to the eclipse path.
Reminder to self - I have put the eclipse glasses and filters on the shelf next to the binoculars. There is a big push to collect used glasses to send to Central America for an annular eclipse in October, but I am holding on to mine. I keep losing them, but now I have them in an obvious place (?)
* I always think of Lee Smith short story collection on these occasions
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/399474.Me_and_My_Baby_View_the_Eclipse