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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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[todfox.livejournal.com]

I remember where I was when I heard about the challenger disaster -- I didn't hear till I got home from school and my Dad tried to keep me from watching the news.

I also remember watching things go to shit in Tiannamen Square on CNN. I had been eagerly following the protests and that night I stayed up until the wee hours of the morning as the photos rolled in.

I consider watching these events on TV to be formative experiences in my youth. (sorry this posted twice with some random crap from my paste buffer in it the first time)

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[tsarina.livejournal.com]

Heh, it's okay. Sometimes the net is cranky.

It's fascinating, all these things we saw on television growing up. How the world changed right under our feet.

Somewhere I have the newspaper front page the day after Tiannamen, with that epic image of the man and the tank. I remember my mother showing it to me in the morning, and how I cried on the way to school.