No fancy equipment, just an iPhone. Somehow something stuck me about viewing the magical eclipse so far above while standing across the street from the 7-11. When I’m 60 during the next supermoon eclipse I’ll always remember this one, being with friends and family and laughing, eating pot roast and pie, talking about grandma Lily my rebel grandma who fought in the 1916 uprising and how the world was changing, as the teenagers departed to their video games and phones. Back in my day…