"A package of bees" sounds like one of those (often dubious) collective names for animals, like a murder of crows or a parliament of owls, that sort of thing.
Yeah, there are so many of those types of reality checks now. The worst probably: I remember seeing Ken Griffey Sr. play at Riverfront Stadium back in the day, and his son played 22 years in the big leagues and retired 14 years ago.
And they were up against Landon Knack starting for the Dodgers, a Science Hill/ETSU kid. Senzel got himself a dinger, Lipscomb scored a run and bookended a 3-6-3 DP. So good for them, even though it wasn't enough to beat the good guys. 11-2 Blue.
Crazy to think that the Red Baron only lived to 25. As a kid, I always pictured him as a 40-something Snidely Whiplash-looking dude with a handlebar moustache.