I grew up in St. Louis, home of McDonald Douglas, and it wasn't unusual to see (and hear) the new jets on test flights.
I was in 2nd grade during the Cuban Missle Crisis, and they showed us a film just like that and we practiced hiding under our desks - back then many of us were probably limber enough to kiss our own asses goodbye

. We had just finished practicing the "all clear" when one of McD's jets flew over, complete with sonic boom. It only took a few minutes to settle most of us down - one girl, however, refused to come out from under her desk until her mother came to school to get her.
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