I thought I was going to miss out on the Discovery flyover because I had my performance review at 9:30am. But when I returned to my desk a group of colleagues got together to walk down to the Mall to try to get a glimpse. We saw it far away as it turned south. Lucky MoBob saw everything from his office window. Another part of my childhood and adolescence, gone.
On Sunday morning, since I was alert from my 24 hour slumber, MB and I finally visited the National Arboretum. It was a gorgeous day despite the annoying allergies. I guess a park full of flowering trees and bushes was not the best place for someone with extreme sensitivity to pollen but WTH.
I’d been bugging MB to get tickets to see the Lumineers since the dates were announced in January. But of course their only DC-area concert on the 22nd is sold out. But I did pounce on tickets to see Gen. Colin Powell speak at the Sixth & I Synagogue in May.
For part of 1982 I lived in Lancaster, California, a few blocks from what is now called Challenger Way and was then called 10th Street East. It was part of the road that ran from the plant in Palmdale where they did final assembly on the Shuttles to Edwards AFB. Twice during that time I was rousted out of bed to go out onto the street and watch as, I think, Challenger and Discovery were driven to Edwards verrrrry slowly on the backs of big flatbed trucks, to be put on the special 747 and flown to the Cape. It was really cool - the thing I most recall was being able to make out all of the individual heat shield tiles.