apropos of anything

How beautiful is this?

Growing up in the backyard of Johnson Space Center in Houston, I wanted to be an astronaut… until I realized my crippling fear of heights might be problematic. Then I wanted to be an aerospace engineer because if I couldn’t fly the shuttle, I was going to design it… before the guidance counselors discouraged that idea because of the limited jobs in the aerospace industry. Plus, I was going to be a doctor, right?

And yet, every time the shuttle goes up, it takes part of me with it, soaring into space, exploring new reaches, pushing what we know to its limits. It is so amazingly, breathtakingly pure and wonderful.

I will never understand the people who think we ought to scrap the space program.

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