I was on my way to Millerton. I went early to the place where I work let in the guy who was installing a dishwasher. Much earlier that morning my computer crashed and I lost the entire guest list for a show I was doing in Woodbury in one month. I also lost all the information for a grant I was applying to in ten days. I was in a dark & horrible mood as I drove from Litchfield toward Millerton. Somewhere around Warren, I noticed that it was a gorgeous day and that I wasn't appreciating it with my dark mood and thoughts, so decided to let it all go until later and enjoy the beautiful day. As I drove up Sharon Mountain I could feel my positive mental energy coming back. When I got to the top of the mountain the 1st thing I noticed, coming my way at an angle from the right, was a huge commercial jet cruising low over the treetops. It was so close I could see the windows and the insignia on the tail. I gasped from the beauty of it because it was so low & reflecting the early morning rising sun which made it appear to be pale pinks, yellow, orange.... It also seemed to be going quite slow, just cruising slowly at a low altitude. It was approx. 8:10am and the encounter probably took less than 10 seconds. As the plane crossed over the highway, I drove through the shadow it cast on the road. It didn't appear to be in trouble -- no smoke or parts falling off.... It was huge thrill -- uplifting! -- to see it, as if I'd spotted a rare and hugely unusual bird. I thought to check out the 6 'o' clock news that night to see if there was any mention of a plane flying low over nw CT but as it turned out, I didn't have to wait that long.
I drive to Millerton every week and every week at the spot where I first spotted the plane, I always think about the encounter and remember that day. My thoughts and prayers are for all the souls that day who experienced the planes in a less innocent way and for the rest of us who are no longer innocent of the threat of terror.
