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Challenger and Release
Jan. 28th, 2006 04:00 pmJanuary 28, 1986
I was twenty-three and working in an office in San Francisco. It was during a dark time in my life when I didn’t know where I was going or what to do. I had left my job at Locus Magazine and was living alone in a basement studio apartment in Oakland. I felt frightened, set adrift.
Alone, lost and directionless.
My co-workers and I were listening to the radio when the Challenger launched – and exploded. Shocked gasps and silence as all work came to a stop. We listened in horror. We cried.
And then I picked up the phone. My mom had always been very enthusiastic about the space program and I knew she would be upset. She worked as a clerical supervisor for the University of Oklahoma’s Nursing College. I called to tell her the news.
And found my world rocked by yet another, more personal, explosion. ( Read more... )
I was twenty-three and working in an office in San Francisco. It was during a dark time in my life when I didn’t know where I was going or what to do. I had left my job at Locus Magazine and was living alone in a basement studio apartment in Oakland. I felt frightened, set adrift.
Alone, lost and directionless.
My co-workers and I were listening to the radio when the Challenger launched – and exploded. Shocked gasps and silence as all work came to a stop. We listened in horror. We cried.
And then I picked up the phone. My mom had always been very enthusiastic about the space program and I knew she would be upset. She worked as a clerical supervisor for the University of Oklahoma’s Nursing College. I called to tell her the news.
And found my world rocked by yet another, more personal, explosion. ( Read more... )
