I wanted to fly over and stand at Westminster or Windsor for this but family circumstances don't allow. I've been in person to funerals of course, parents, family & friends, some gone too soon, but as a public spectacle seen on television this was the most moving. There was Churchill in 1964 with the dockers dipping the jibs of the cranes as the barge carrying the coffin went down the Thames on that grey January day. There was Bobby Kennedy's funeral train going from NYC to Washington D.C. in 1968 with people lining the tracks all along the journey, maybe America's last best hope snatched away. But Lizzie's farewell touched me even more, not only for the splendid spectacle and ceremony (fine commentary by Anderson Cooper on CNN) but also for marking the end of an era, the close of the second Elizabethan Age. And for the unhappy thought that starting tomorrow a lot of things might be getting worse than they are today.