When I was 17, that was 75 years ago, I saw and celebrated it--maybe not scientifically, but with lots of fun and interest as something special in our daily lives, on top of a two-story tenement in Brooklyn, N.Y.
We observed, sang, danced and drank Coca Cola. My recollection is a bit dim, a great ball of fire and a lingering tail. This year, however, it will be different, coming to California to live. I've seen, learned and studied the heavens and shall go out to the deserts, mountaintops, observatories with interested groups.