|Taken by a coworker|
I still remember that day. January 28, 1986. Anyone who was alive then has to remember. For those of us living in northern VA it was a teachers work day, meaning we could actually watch as the shuttle was to blast off, taking along a teacher Christa McCauliffe. At five I didn't really understand the importance of her going up but still thought it was cool none the less. I mean the entire world was going to be watching her take off. My mom gathered my sisters and I into her bedroom where they had a tiny TV, to this day I don't know why we didn't go downstairs but I know we sat on the end of the bed so we could all watch it together. We counted down with the clock, cheered with the reporters and clapped when they said. 'Liftoff.' And watched as the shuttle went up, higher and higher and higher...and then right before our eyes the shuttle was no more. In fact it was nothing but a major ball of red fire descending back down to Earth... and suddenly everything went silent. The reporters, the TV. My mom.
After that, the dream of being an astronaut pretty much went out the window. Though for reasons I don't really know. Considering how much I loath math and science it probably wouldn't have worked out in the long run anyway. Still there has always been a part of me that has always been in love with the program. That follows and has followed the NASA program. That still calls it EC's shuttle no matter how many shuttles there actually where. There has always been something that is just so fascinating with the whole concept of space.
|Caught from one of our offices rooftop.|
Discovery made her final flight home yesterday on the back of a 747. Coming in from FL at ten in the morning. But before she did so, they treated those around the DC area to an incredible sight. She flew around the nations capital with low clearance. Low enough that if you saw it, you were speechless. And it wasn't just once, but several times around. Making sure that anyone and everyone who wanted a chance to see her, would be able to.
|There right there.|
Most of us stood there long after the shuttle had passed us by. None more so than myself who quietly sat there thinking of the Challenger, and Christa McCauliffe. And feeling as though we had just lost something so much more than a dream....
God Speed Discovery, god speed.