(this intro is from the liner-notes to my CD Columbia: We Dare to Dream)
I didn’t know them. I didn’t know their names, or that they had been in space for sixteen days, or that they were called the “STS-107” crew, or even what “STS” meant. But I was sitting next to my piano on the morning of February 1st, 2003 when I heard the news… the awful news that the space shuttle Columbia had just broken apart upon reentry, 200,000 feet high in the skies over Texas, and that the entire crew had undoubtedly perished. Read More
