Martha note: In the wake of this week's final Discovery flight, Cathy Rec reflects upon her own brush with the 1986 Challenger explosion.I’m on the Civic Soapbox today to speak on Personal Problems. Everybody has them. Everybody has different ways of dealing with them. And the reason I decided to talk about this issue at this particular time was because of January’s anniversary stories of the Challenger Disaster. How these fit together is my story:
I HATED her! What on earth could she possibly have a problem with!? She would complain a bit about her mom, but nothing more major than that. I would steam every time I saw her. How could she possibly be as bad off as the rest of us? Then her last day in session came and the counselor asked if the mystery woman’s identity could finally be revealed. And since we all took a vow of secrecy, I will not be able to give you her exact name, but you don’t need to know it to get the point … she was a Challenger widow.
That’s all I needed to know … and wanted to kick myself for all my evil thoughts. It was on that day that my own problems feel into perspective, and even though I didn’t have her monetary security, my husband wasn’t killed in front of the whole world!
-- Cathy Rec lives close to Quicksburg, where she is self employed as a computer technician and does a little bookkeeping as well.