I don't remember if this was from Challenger 6 in April or Challenger 9 in October of 1985, but the point is that we had become almost too comfortable- even complacent about space travel. In January 1986 the Challenger broke up after lift off killing all aboard. I was in Newspaper class at school and we all gathered around a TV. Our advisor had been a finalist for the teacher in space program and had known Christa McAuliffe personally. Talk about traumatic.
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Showing posts with label Space shuttle. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 16, 1985
Space travel had become routine
I don't remember if this was from Challenger 6 in April or Challenger 9 in October of 1985, but the point is that we had become almost too comfortable- even complacent about space travel. In January 1986 the Challenger broke up after lift off killing all aboard. I was in Newspaper class at school and we all gathered around a TV. Our advisor had been a finalist for the teacher in space program and had known Christa McAuliffe personally. Talk about traumatic.
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