Yep, watched the guys take off from our front yard and about ten minutes later the sound of the SRB's shook our windows...beautiful sound. But this time they came home a little south of us, so we didn't get the sonic booms. I always look up and say, "Welcome home, guys" when I hear them. In 1998 a friend of mine from Dallas and I were fishing Dummit's Cove over in the Indian River and heard the booms...extremely close together and very loud, scared the hell out of both of us, and within a few minutes we heard a whistling sound. As we looked toward the sound the shuttle was on final and dropping like a rock. We watched her flare out and almost touch down, but the mangroves were a little too high. That's something Johnny and I will never forget, besides he works for Lockheed/Martin, so it really knocked his socks off.