Triumph's & Disasters

I was watching the above named TV programme tonight and it brought back memories of the day the space challenger blew up. I was up state New York skiing when the news broke. Feeling helpless like so many others I scribbled down a few lines as I watched it over and over again been showing on all the different TV channels. To my amazement it was published in 14 newspapers, President Regan requested a copy and also suggested I send a copy to Christa MaCauliffe's family which I did. She was the first teacher ever to attempt to go in to space.

It was a dark and dull day, I'm sure you will agree
Seven great hero's of the USA lost their lives with dignity
The launch was at a standstill because of nature and the fog
And when the countdown started, many hearts began to throb.

For their loved ones were about to go,
to an unknown distant land
Far beyond those dark dull sky's below,
their lives were in Gods hands.

5,4,3,2,1 blast off and away they go,
drifting in to space keeping up with the flow
Ground control to Challenger we all heard that strong voice say
You can now increase to full throttle speed
and good luck on your way

It was moments after the words he spoke
The Space Challenger went up in smoke
A bang was heard and smoke was seen
The Sky's were filled with an ugly green
The people below hung their heads in horror
As the 7 parents watched on in sorrow

For their loved ones were all dead and gone
But memories still linger on and on
And Christa MaCauliffe first teacher to fly
Left many a child with a tear in their eye
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I sincerely doubt that any of us will forget where we were or what we were doing at the point of impact. I found myself in complete shock as I watched them board until the explosion occurred. I knew they would never make their maiden voyage. It was only later that evening while alone that I cried for their lost souls. Wondering how much they knew before it happened, what went through their minds, and how much pain they suffered at the point of the explosion. I could feel the pain that the families of each member felt that night. I cried for them alone as no one else would understand the pain I was feeling at that moment for people I would never know. sad flower
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