Today marks the 23rd anniversary of the Challenger Disaster.
My wife and I grew up close yet far from each other. We had some overlap but never went to the same school and after 13 I lived in West Virginia.
Yet it's very strange when talking about things that we have the same exact memory of 1.28.1986
Sitting in school watching with our class and our teacher balling their eyes out.
I was in Kindergarten and I remember thinking that maybe some of the astronauts were riding the two rockets on the side that were still going.
This is one of the saddest days of my childhood.