So Everything Turned Out Fine, And We

The First Plane Ride Was In A Homemade Glider My Buddy And I Built. Unfortunately We Didn't Get More Than Four Feet Off The Ground, Because It Crashed.

The Same Way People Are Now Paying A Couple Thousand Dollars To Fly To Other Parts Of The World, People Will Be Paying $50,000 To Spend A Weekend On A Space Station.

I Woke Up An Hour Before I Was Supposed To, And Started Going Over The Mental Checklist: Where Do I Go From Here, What Do I Do? I Don't Remember Eating Anything At All, Just Going Through The Physical, Getting Into The Suit. We Practiced That So Much, It Was All Rote.

I Guess Those Of Us Who Have Been With Nasa Kind Of Understand The Tremendous Excitement And Thrills And Celebrations And National Pride That Went With The Apollo Program Is Just Something You're Not Going To Create Again, Probably Until We Go To Mars.

On The Periscope . . . . What A Beautiful View. Cloud Cover Over Florida - Three To Four Tenths Near The Eastern Coast. Obscured Up To Hatteras . . . I Can See [lake] Okeechobee. Identify Andros Island. Identify The Reefs.