On the afternoon of May 10, 1994, I was out on the lawn of West Highland Baptist Church in Milford, Michigan with my Earth Science class pondering the events of the day. The long-predicted solar eclipse that afternoon took us out of doors, but it was hidden by cloud cover, and it was good thing, too: we had not the proper equipment to view the event, other than some paper frame diffraction glasses.
As we were lamenting the course of events, the clouds broke a bit, and with the shadow of the earth just off the center of the disk of the sun, we were able to watch the eclipse for several minutes through a layer of high thin clouds. Our eyes were saved and our appetites for this solar event was quenched, and life was good.
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