25 years ago today, January 28, 1986; I was at NASA Country Club giving a Vintage Fashion Show and there was to be a luncheon and lecture about clothing past and present. Many of the guests were astronaut wives and female employees of NASA. We had just sat down for the luncheon and the lecturer was speaking. The servers were bringing our food to each table when suddenly there started a low buzz of talking in the room . The news started spreading like wild fire from person to person whispering to each other like the game Gossip we played as children….then the speaker was interrupted, someone came to the podium and whispered in her ear the news was announced outloud, the Challenger had exploded right after take off! The speaker tried to say a prayer but women were gasping, some screaming and some started crying and running out of the room. My friend and I just sat there wondering what to do next, we too were shocked!. We got up and went to the back room gathering our vintage clothing to leave. We hardly spoke among all the crying and hysterical screaming! It was like being in a movie and in slow motion. We loaded up and started for home barley speaking to each other and listening to the car radio. It was such an empty feeling of grief and sadness and so out of our control. I didn’t know how to handle the feelings. It was similar to the day President Kennedy was shot and Martin Luther King. I lived in Memphis when that happened and was very young.We never opened the shop that day but went to my house and watched TV all day long and saw the Challenger explode over and over again. The news media replayed it so many times and each time you felt this out of control emotion. I didn’t know where to put it! This is something that I will never forget. I had never been to NASA and never been back since.
Just thought I would share that little piece of my history with you.