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Another teacher goes into space.

That means a lot to me, for reasons that don't really translate well. At least not yet. But I have never forgotten watching that shuttle go up, and explode into sparkling fragments and smoke. How we were sent home early from school, and the horrified sound of my teacher's voice behind me, saying "Oh God." All those years, all those sci-fi novels and all those dreams of the universe beyond our atmosphere.

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[tsarina.livejournal.com]

I know. That was the saddest damn thing in the world that night. I remember sitting with my girlfriend, who had tears running down her face, rocking her and watching MTV. I remember him looking straight into the camera and saying "Don't do it."