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Sunday, January 27, 2008

The Challenger

I was reminded that 22 years ago tomorrow, the space shuttle Challenger disintegrated into our atmosphere. Although it doesn't feel like it was just yesterday, it sure the hell doesn't feel like it was 21 years ago.

I was a junior at Simon Sanchez High School (home of the Sharks) in Yigo (pronounced Jigo), Guam. I seriously dreamt about a space shuttle/rocket exploding, but I attribute it to the fact that I slept with the radio on and most likely, the news of the challenger explosion came on and I "dreamt" it.

But the reality didn't hit until my mom woke me and told me that the challenger had blown up. Even as a shallow high school teen, I was shocked by the news. I had the privilege of seeing one of the shuttle launches in Florida, one of my other "homes" (my dad was in the Air Force -- I am a purebred Air Force brat) and so, well, it feels like a bit of a connection. But, remembering back to those years, the shuttle launches were big news, with a lot of media attention prior to the launches. And this one in particular had a lot of attention because of a civilian flying on that shuttle, Christa McAuliffe, a teacher from New Hampshire.

Things really have changed since then but I'll never forget seeing the images of the shuttle disintegrating up in the sky...and the total shock that something like this could happen. Remember, in 1986, we weren't at war, we weren't exposed to such was pretty sombering. It still is and it sends me chills to think that those people on that shuttle have never changed -- frozen in time -- and here I am, 22 years older, reflecting back.

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