Yes, that scene got to me as well. Truly a sight to behold - can you imagine what the people around the world were thinking at that sight? I have a deep understanding for Reagan's heartland upbringing. My hometown in Illinois is not far and is very much like the Dixon where Ronald Reagan grew up - about 10,000 people, small-town, but county seat where people, yes, would hang around and have picnics by the river. My mother also bailed a couple of people out of the community pool (built in the 1930's). Not only that, my grandfather (my mother's father) went to Eureka College, was a Goldwater Republican, and was a TKE fraternity brother of Reagan's. This week was like re-burying my own grandfather.
And mine too. The greatest person I ever knew, My Grandfather. That's why this week goes way beyond just the passing of a President. I saw my grandmother when I looked at Nancy's face when she was at the casket. I can't describe it. It goes so deep.