January 8, 1986

I was in Off-crew. That period between patrols when we trained and rested. Basketball was primary in my mind, as the Coach of our ships team. We were goo, having won the Base Championship the year before.

But my mind occasionally drifted back to how much I thought that I wanted to go to space. Now that a civilian teacher was going up, how long would it be before people like me would be going?

It wasn’t to be… But on that Wednesday morning, with other things on the mind, we had not not realized that…

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