Thirty two years ago today a nine year old little girl got ready for school just like any other day while seven heroes were getting ready to take their last flight. A day that would change many lives because that morning we would be watching those seven heroes last moments. I can’t remember anything about that day other than sitting in the classroom excited to watch Challenger take off and the explosion. I don’t remember the take off, I don’t recall the aftermath, sadly all I remember is being excited and then the explosion.
Fast forward, thirty two years later to that little girl still trying to process what she saw that day. I wrote this article a year ago and it’s still hard for me to comprehend what I saw. I still can’t speak openly about that painful moment in space history, it has been that difficult, for thirty one years, to process seeing Challenger explode. I still won’t look at a picture of that space ship after the explosion, it makes me sick to my stomach that they lost their lives that day. That it could have been avoided at all.
NASA was warned not to launch by the company that made the O-Rings but they were on a tight schedule so they decided to launch.
Had they just listened….
So today I remember the seven heroes that lost their lives that day, who gave their lives for space exploration. Teacher-in-Space payload specialist Sharon Christa McAuliffe; payload specialist Gregory Jarvis; and astronauts Judith A. Resnik, mission specialist; Francis R. (Dick) Scobee, mission commander; Ronald E. McNair, mission specialist; Mike J. Smith, pilot; and Ellison S. Onizuka, mission specialist. So let’s remember them that day as happy, smiling and ready to explore.