I remember it well. For, you see, I was sitting with my dad and his oncologist in a hospital room watching the event. For, you see, the news regarding the return of my father's cancer was not good. For, you see, the oncologist sat on the bed as the shuttle exploded and tears ran down his face. For, you see, it was one of the best buddies of the oncologist on that flight.
We cried. All of America cried. And then my family cried more. This story I will tell my children about today in much more detail will break my heart once more. For the loss of the Challenger and the soon loss of my dad still has its effect on the space program and my family.
Ahh, genealogy. Just hearing of a past event that our nation witnessed with such loss of life and hope also brings tears to my eyes as I remember my own gentle giant of a hero. Rest gently.
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