
Vor 39 Jahren… heute… 11:39 Uhr Est… Ich frage mich, wie viele andere dies so gesehen haben, wie Kinder so leben wie ich.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/space_shuttle_challger_disaster?wprov=sfti1#
Never forget them… STS-51-L – 28 January 1986 – Challenger.
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Cutting corners, budgeting, etc. it was bound to happen eventually.
*”as I hurtled through space, one thought kept crossing my mind – every part of this rocket was supplied by the lowest bidder“ – John Glenn*
And I saw this post at 11:39 am EST. I remember watching it in school as they rolled the TV into the classroom.
And remember how we used to use smart people. Richard Feynman theoretical physicist putting the sealing putty from the solid rocket booster in the ice water pitcher to see that it shrunk at that temp.
Some things never leave you and this is one of them for me.
RIP.
I was at work in Tampa, I went outside and saw the ugliest cloud I have ever seen. It was there all day…
I was a 9 year old space nut at the time, and our lunch recess coincided with the launch. I lived right near the school, so I would walk home for lunch, so on that day, I had a little extra pep in my walk, so I wouldn’t miss it.
I bawled for the rest of the day, and then spent the next few days struggling to understand how this happened. It still haunts me to this day, watching the explosion, the boosters continuing their erratic runs, and the cabin parts plunging down into the sea…
Definitely one of those “I remember where I was when I heard” days.
I was in the second grade, watching the launch on the TV that the teacher had rolled in just for this. Something I will never forget.
I remember how 13 year old me felt and how he reacted.
I lived in Daytona at the time… in high school… and I was a real Space Coast brat. I went down to the Cape to watch most launches, but could not that day due to a big test in my AP Spanish class. So… we all went out on the second story breezeway looking south. Did not take long for a couple of us wannabe engineers to know something serious had happened. Still etched into my brain. The rest of the day was somber at best… still get the same feeling each anniversary.