That seems so long ago, and in human terms it is. My kids were little more than babies, I wasn’t a paramedic yet, Ronald Reagan was President and NASA was exploring space. The world was a different place.
At 11:38 the space shuttle Challenger took off from a launch pad at the Kennedy Space Shuttle. On board was a crew of seven, Captain Michael J. Smith, Dick Scobee, Ronald McNair, Ellison Onizuka, Gregory Jarvis, Judith Resnik, and Christa McAuliffe. Shortly after lift off O rings that were designed to seal in fuel started to fail and 72 seconds into the flight the main fuel tank disintegrated and two components of the fuel system ignited rapidly causing the rest of the ship to disintegrate. The entire crew was killed either in the initial incident or within a few seconds afterward.
The destruction of the Challenger was one of those moments in which everyone remembers where they were and what they were doing. Because of TV many people witnessed the disaster as it unfolded. Although for many space flight had lost it’s wonder and become routine, the crash was a sharp reminder that space exploration is inherently dangerous.
It all seems like it happened just yesterday.
Funny (strange) How this affects folks. I have no idea where I was when I heard the news. I believe I had just arrived home from work. I saw the video at the same time I heard the news for the first time and the pain was palpable in my abdomen. I doubled over. I looked back up in disbelief. I began to cry. The shuttles had been a big part of my life for almost 5 years and I had made components that flew on every craft in the fleet. Like thousands of other Americans, I felt as if my work had been lacking. The loss was, and continues to be, palpable.
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I was washing the kitchen floor of my “new” house when I heard it.
I then listened to WBCN, & the normally wacko DJ, Mark somethingorother, gave the news in an abnormally sane voice.
I knew something was wrong, big time.
Kinda like the JFK assassination or 9/11; you’ll always remember where you where.
I remember that sad day well. And I don’t need to watch replays of the accident – I can still close my eyes and see it whether I want to or not. God/dess rest their souls…..