In 1982, at the time of the last blood moon, I had been out playing bridge with friends and headed home around 11pm. As I exited the belt line, I started up the road that would lead me home. I was going up a slight rise, and all of a sudden I saw the biggest, reddest moon I had ever seen. It appeared to be resting on the road and it was so large that it took up all the horizon. I was scared to death. Too bad I didn't have a camera with me.
I am sure that the TV people must have announced the blood moon that day, or the weather people, but I had failed to see it and knew nothing about this phenomenon. Wondering if the world was coming to an end - for surely this huge red moon meant something dire was about to happen - I pulled into my driveway and sat for a few minutes, pondering what might befall us.
At that point, I don't remember what I did next...except for going in the house to bed. In the morning when I turned on TV and saw the reports, I felt foolish to have been scared of it.
I was very much looking forward to seeing tonight's blood moon and the eclipse. But it was not meant to be, as cloud cover made it almost impossible. I did take one photo....and immediately thereafter, the clouds came together and covered the moon completely. Several attempts to see it ensued, but proved fruitless.