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[guppiecat]

In the early 80s, there was a contest amongst school teachers. The winner of the contest got to go into space. My mother was considered for inclusion into the contest but she turned it down, as my brother and I were too young to be left alone for so long. Turns out that she made the right decision.

Now, twenty years later, they're giving it another go. I am very glad that in this time of unreasonable fear, there are still those who refuse to let tragedy keep us down.

I wish Barbara Morgan all the luck in the world, and beyond.