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Saturday, February 01, 2003

Columbia breaks apart during re-entry over Texas. All hands presumed lost.

I really don't have anything to say right now. There's really nothing I can say. It's just so sad. I remember watching Challenger and seeing it blow up - the terror I felt. I can't remember how many years after they started flying again that I would hold my breath and cringe; horrified I'd see that again. But, like all things, it slowly faded to the past and life went on - as did the launches. I've even gone out to Cocoa Beach to watch a shuttle night launch. Then something like this happens and you're again reminded how fragile we are and how dangerous our attempts to reach out into space can really be.

My deepest sympathies to the friends and family of the crew.

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