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I grew up in Concord, NH. Christa McAuliffe was a substitute teacher when I attended Concord High School (she became full time after I left), and was a friend of my mother.
In 1986, I was out of college, in NYC, looking for work. It was exciting to follow the story for all those months -- watching Christa make the final "cut", and seeing glimpses of her and my hometown on TV.
I was looking forward to watching the launch live. But the launch was delayed for several days, and -- as luck would have it -- I started a new job on the very day of the actual launch.
It came over the radio playing at work. At that moment (and for many weeks to come), I had a profound connection with my hometown -- one that I had shaken the dust from many years ago -- and I longed to be back there.
I called my mother, then a teaching assistant in the Concord NH public school system (elementary school), about 5 minutes after it happened. In retrospect, I'm amazed that I was able to talk to her. She was flustered and obviously had her hands full; I could her schoolchildren crying in the background. So we didn't talk for long.
It was difficult for me that day, being the "new guy" at the office. Everyone was talking about what had happened. And I wanted to chime in with "Hey, *I'm* from Concord. *I* knew Christa McAuliffe." But, for some reason, I just kept it all to myself.
In 1986, I was out of college, in NYC, looking for work. It was exciting to follow the story for all those months -- watching Christa make the final "cut", and seeing glimpses of her and my hometown on TV.
I was looking forward to watching the launch live. But the launch was delayed for several days, and -- as luck would have it -- I started a new job on the very day of the actual launch.
It came over the radio playing at work. At that moment (and for many weeks to come), I had a profound connection with my hometown -- one that I had shaken the dust from many years ago -- and I longed to be back there.
I called my mother, then a teaching assistant in the Concord NH public school system (elementary school), about 5 minutes after it happened. In retrospect, I'm amazed that I was able to talk to her. She was flustered and obviously had her hands full; I could her schoolchildren crying in the background. So we didn't talk for long.
It was difficult for me that day, being the "new guy" at the office. Everyone was talking about what had happened. And I wanted to chime in with "Hey, *I'm* from Concord. *I* knew Christa McAuliffe." But, for some reason, I just kept it all to myself.
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Kids today....