13 September 2006
Above The Fray
For as long as I can remember, I have been looking up. There is a picture of me before the age of two pointing up at a plane. The family used to drive out to the fence beside the old Los Angeles International (yes there was an older version) just to watch the big triple tail continentals come in from somewhere wonderful.
In youth it was jet planes. My father was stationed at Williams Air force base which made me one of the first small persons to see the inside of a fighter jet. Most distinct memory: The Saudis who came in for flight training. They were wonderful and had this great habit of buying me anything that struck my fancy at the PX. In High School it was the Mercury astronauts. In early adult hood it was the Apollo crews, the moon landing, and now the miracle of the shuttle, the hubble, and space walks.
So take a break from all the sturm and drang of the political world and go have an out of this world experience. NASA