I was reminded on Mike’s blog that this is the anniversary of the Shuttle Challenger tragedy. It’s one of those vivid memories for me – I was in high school, senior year, goofing off or something, heading from the 100 to the 200 hall, when Steve told me the shuttle had exploded. I didn’t believe him – he’s a kidder, he kids – and whe I got to the library, I found that he’d been right. We watched the aftermath on the local news, wondering about the first teacher who hadn’t made it, the others who’d made their last trip into the cockpit. It still feels haunting today.