I'm one of those guys who hears the Star Spangled Banner and imagines that night: the distant thud of British warships unleashing broadsides, the flickering red arcs of rockets, the driving rain hissing on hot barrels as Patriots reloaded Fort McHenry's guns to shoot back... The darkest hour of our youth gave way to light as Baltimore woke to a new day... and saw that our flag was still there. That always gets me.