While I'm at it, today is NASA's day of remembrance. The three major space accidents (Apollo 1, Challenger, and Columbia) all happened the last week of January apparently. NASA has a nice page up about the three accidents and the people killed.
It's odd -- As worried, fearful, and emotional as people got about 9/11, I remember being relatively impassive. It didn't matter that much to me apart from the political realities brought to light by it (i.e. there's terrorists out there and they're serious and relatively capable).
I cried after hearing about Columbia. I'm still a bit upset by it. It's hard to say why 7 people I never met and knew little about meant a lot to me, but I think it was what they stood for -- a ticket off of this rock. I want one of those so very desperately.
I'm tired of reading science fiction. I'm ready to live it.