Challenger logo by Alan White

  A Science Fiction Fanzine   Spring-Summer 2007




I remember when Sigma 7 flew – the Mercury capsule purposefully named for an engineering symbol. I was in 8th grade. I was 16 and in high school when Gemini 6 first suffered the loss of its Agena target rocket – with which it was to practice orbital rendezvous – and then a premature shutdown on the launchpad. It was only the coolness of the lead pilot that saved the mission, allowing NASA to turn the problem around in two days and launch for orbit. There it found Gemini 7, already in space, and approached so closely that the pilots could see each other’s faces. From the moment they brought the capsule aboard, and opened it to its commander’s smile and handshake, America was ahead to stay in the space race.

After the dreadful Apollo 1 fire, the country doubted its own competence and commitment to spaceflight. Life magazine countered that miasma by printing on its cover the face of the commander of the next mission, Apollo 7. His visage, alone, was enough to restore confidence; when he took that first Apollo into orbit, we knew there was no turning back.

We also knew there was a human being up there, a joker who could flash a sign during a TV broadcast asking the nation’s chief astronaut “ARE YOU A TURTLE?”

He was one of the Seven – the best pilots on Earth – the guys with The Right Stuff. When we landed on the Moon, he wept. “We’re home,” he said. Home being the furthest reaches of the human spirit.

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