The last time I looked skyward to get a glimpse of something flying in space was on Feb. 1, 2003. That was the evening the space shuttle Columbia was coming back to earth after 16 days in orbit. It was heading for a landing at Cape Canaveral and was to be seen as it crossed over South Louisiana. At the time for it's passing, I pulled over into a large parking lot to watch the sky. The designated time came and went and nothing appeared in the sky. I thought perhaps that I was just not in a good viewing area and that I had missed it. Disappoint I continued on my journey. A little while latter I learned of the disaster and got sick to my stomach. I'm just glad I didn't get to see the pieces fall to earth.
"gene"