I have to admit that I remember the Challenger explosion all too well. We were watching it as a group in the high school auditorium. The dangers of spaceflight were well-known then, and remain so even now, and yet we were shocked. These were brave, inspiring people taking significant risks to advance human knowledge (and potentially human dominion in our segment of the universe), and we'd already started to think of the shuttle launches as routine, and even boring. The Challenger crew were the latest (but not the last) explorers to lose their lives in the name of exploration. They are rightly to be honored, and remembered, for it.
Not to take anything at all away from those brave men and women aboard Challenger; however, to me, Challenger does not live in my memory as equivalent to the Kennedy assassination. The John Lennon murder holds that spot in my mind and heart.
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The dangers of spaceflight were well-known then, and remain so even now, and yet we were shocked. These were brave, inspiring people taking significant risks to advance human knowledge (and potentially human dominion in our segment of the universe), and we'd already started to think of the shuttle launches as routine, and even boring. The Challenger crew were the latest (but not the last) explorers to lose their lives in the name of exploration. They are rightly to be honored, and remembered, for it.
Not to take anything at all away from those brave men and women aboard Challenger; however, to me, Challenger does not live in my memory as equivalent to the Kennedy assassination. The John Lennon murder holds that spot in my mind and heart.