I am just old enough to remember Apollo 13. My mother sitting on the edge of my bed, my hands pressed together for nighttime prayers, asking God to keep the…
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I am just old enough to remember Apollo 13. My mother sitting on the edge of my bed, my hands pressed together for nighttime prayers, asking God to keep the…
This isn’t a post about astrophysics or even about the still silent space inside you. It’s about my favourite film. Today on the blogging challenge we are invited to write…