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April 12th

The time has come ..... and gone. 50 years ago today, the first man was traveling into low Earth orbit. 30 years ago, the first Space Shuttle, Columbia was launched ushering in a new idea in space travel: re-usability. And, today, on the anniversaries of these memorable accomplishments we are announcing the final resting places for the remaining 3 space shuttles; places that will hold moments of history, places that will become the embodiment of our greatest effort to inspire the next generation.

It is sad to me that these anniversaries coincide.  I wish April 12th could stay pure, a date committed to firsts that encourage instead of dismantle; a date to celebrate real loyalty and applied knowledge, instead of only memories; a date focused on making new memories for future generations to celebrate.

At 24 years old, I have never had the privilege of witnessing the birth of a new American space vehicle, something many thirty-somethings and up take for granted. I look forward to the day when our young ones can again be inspired, when dreams and futures are combusted with 7.5 million pounds of thrust, when ideas travel faster than 17,500 mph and reach beyond 200 miles vertically. I want to be part of the comeback, a piece of history, a sustainable path. I want to engineer a solution and have enough passion to convince others. I want to design inspiration and launch it. I want to make a difference, because Lord knows we need some change. I want to do it now, not later, not when we have worn out our welcome aboard Russian ships.

I want space, because, as a nation and a generation, we deserve it.

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Please take some time to check out this video. Ironically, it begins with images of Chinooks....you know, those helicopters I worked on. It's worth all fourteen minutes, for reals.

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  1. I plan to watch this with Addison today! I was supremely disappointed yesterday that Washington will NOT be home to one of the Space Shuttles. Ah well, I guess we will have to take a road trip!

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  2. Washington was selected for the actual shuttle flight deck simulator. Used extensively for pilot training. Hope this helps April's Dad.

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