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Despite the fact I was only 3.5 years of age, I remember the Challenger accident. I remember watching my mother cry, not understanding why she was crying at the sight of "bunny ears" (the contrail left by the boosters looked like bunny ears to my young eyes).
It was certainly a sad day for all.
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If I am not better, at least I am different. --Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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