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Seeing all those people, and the size of the stage from a distance of time and space, I'm amazed how orderly the whole event was. Reports from miles away were that they could hear the band perfectly. Must have been a clear, cold night, like the one in your amazing article, about the 1959 plane crash on Bucks Elbow Mt., above Crozet, in which the lone survivor, Mr. Bradley could hear a marching band playing in Charlottesville.