It was one of those moments ingrained in your brain. One I will never quite understand but will never forget.
25 years ago today, I was a college sophomore in my dormitory room, blow drying my hair to get ready for class. It was morning, I remember, and I had the TV on. I had my head turned upside down as I was drying my hair, almost routinely watching the screen.
That's when I saw it.
That inexplicable, tragic poof that happened right before our eyes. From down here, on my TV screen, that poof looked like nothing much. I'm almost sure the people reporting on the space shuttle take off weren't immediately aware of what had just happened also.
Those are the moments that unite us as a nation. Tragedy has a way of doing that.
Twenty five years ago, we lost seven innocent people, an entire crew of pioneers, in the name of science. I know I'll never forget it.
Count you blessings bloggers. Happy Weekend!