When I was about twelve I kept having dreams of a plane crashing into our house. We weren't even in a flight path. A few months later a Navy jet crashed into a house a few blocks away, and the pilot ejected. No one died because most of the houses in that area were summer bungalows. My mother told me she'd be taking my dreams more seriously after that.
In the 80's, pre cell phone also, a passenger jet crashed into my grandmother's area. Part of the engine landed in her yard. My mom, sister and I rushed over to get her and her dogs. It was wild.
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When I was about twelve I kept having dreams of a plane crashing into our house. We weren't even in a flight path. A few months later a Navy jet crashed into a house a few blocks away, and the pilot ejected. No one died because most of the houses in that area were summer bungalows. My mother told me she'd be taking my dreams more seriously after that.
There's a huge rabbit hole related to that story, if it's the same one where the pilot calls 911 from someone's phone about it
This happened in the late 60's. No cell phones or even 911 back then.
Ah okay, right on.
In the 80's, pre cell phone also, a passenger jet crashed into my grandmother's area. Part of the engine landed in her yard. My mom, sister and I rushed over to get her and her dogs. It was wild.
Did you live near San Diego?
Nope, New Jersey.