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Riding RocketsPassing about thirty miles altitude, it occurred to me I could die without ever having seen the Earth from space. The shuttleБЂ™s nose was so high and I was sitting so far aft in the cockpit I couldnБЂ™t see anything of the planet. But there was a window above and just slightly behind my head and since the shuttle flies to orbit upside down, that window did provide a view of the Earth. It was a mighty temptation. I looked furtively at Steve Hawley. His head was making small jerking motions like Data fromStar Trek as he moved his eyes to every display. There wasnБЂ™t an electron running inDiscovery БЂ™s body that HawleyБЂ™s brain wasnБЂ™t also processing. With him at my side, I rationalized, I wouldnБЂ™t be missed for a moment of sightseeing. Under the mounting G-forces I craned my neck upward and backward until I thought it would break. The contortion worked. I could see the Earth receding below us. Scattered cumulus clouds had been reduced to points of white. The variations in sea depth were evident in different shades of blue ...» |
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