One thing that only people who've seen totality can understand is that almost seeing a total eclipse (99.x%) is so different from a total eclipse, they should come up with another name for it. For example the difference in ambient light between 99% and 100% is a factor of 10,000. Even 1 minute before totality you'd be tempted to say, "Meh. I've seen this before." Then you hit 100% and scream "Holy #)@* God tore the sun from the sky and replaced it with a portal to another dimension!"
So this is why my wife's trip to Minot with the UW-Green Bay astronomers on Feb 26, 1979 led to her convincing me to go to Antigua on Feb 26, 1998 (1 Saros later) where I asked her to marry me during the second diamond ring while the Montserrat volcano smoldered in the half-light. We planned our honeymoon around the 1999 total eclipse which passed through Europe (rained out in Stuttgart.) And finally planned to take our children and 21 other family members and friends from Wisconsin to the Kentucky Dam Village campground near Paducah. We scouted out the beach, dam, boat launch and considered the Golden Pond Observatory and Planetarium or one of the several other public viewings between Hopkinsville and Carbondale but decided on walking to a clearing at the south edge of the campground where oak trees would provide shade in the time between first contact and totality. We set up a few tarps in the grass (thankfully fire-ants have not yet gotten a solid foothold here but ticks have.) We set up a sun tent for the kids.
My brother-in-law is a professional photographer who brought a Sony DSLR, lens and filter and we found even better equipped astrophotographers within the park and along the dam so even though this was my 4th totality, I didn't feel any pressure to take photos. We considered flying a drone, but we were too near an airport. I considered leaving a CHDK interval timer script, android FP5Cam intervalometer and Wemos D1 mini temperature logger running but these weren't as much of a priority as enjoying it as much as I did the previous 3 totalities. There is only so much you can do in 2 minutes and 20 odd seconds.
The leaves of the oaks cast crescent shadows across the tent and everyone during the partial phases. I'd bought a pack of used cards from the Menominee casino where they had neatly cut holes to mark that the cards were no longer legal for gambling. 52 eclipse projectors for 50 cents! I handed them out to our gang and to our campground neighbors. Totality hit everyone with a wave of wonder. The hot whirring sound of cicadas was replaced with the nocturnal chirp of crickets. My niece's boyfriend asked to look through the telescope during totality. At first I explained that it's too hard to aim (I had no tracker) but then I decided to give it a try so he and I and my niece got a brief glance. I handed binoculars around to a few people.
One of the artists in our group compared it to a weird photoshop filter, a sci-fi movie. "WOW No one told me!" It reminded me of the scene in Contact where Ellie sees something indescribably beautiful that no one else will ever know. This was the most photographed total eclipse in history, drones, DSLRs, iPhones, 4k 60FPS video, VR... and yet I have not found anything that does it justice.
Imagine if sunsets were rare events that only one in every 1000 people had ever witnessed. Describing it would be like explaining the color green to a blind person. Photos of sunsets work for us because nearly everyone has witnessed a sunset but very few have witnessed totality. Ray Bradbury's All summer in a day was published in 1954, just three months before a total solar eclipse would have been visible from Northern Wisconsin, a few hours drive from his native Waukegan, Illinois. Like Ellie in Contact, Margo in this short story has witnessed something she can explain but her classmates can't understand (so, naturally they bully her.)
Will it help anything that the people of central Nebraska, Wyoming, South St. Louis, Kentucky, Nashville have something in common with the people who have seen eclipses in Iran, Antigua and Turkey that they won't ever have in common with people who stayed home in NYC, Washington DC, Chicago, North St. Louis, Atlanta?
This day of the eclipse was also the anniversary of the death of a beloved Aunt. And when my mother died on 3/14/15 at 9:26 it was only a few days before the moon's shadow touched Svalbard in the high arctic, an event I was not able to witness but I believe that mom and my aunt and all of those who go before us into this undiscovered country are able to witness all of this and so much more. For there are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in our philosophy.