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Monthly Archives: July 2011

Were You Scared?

1. Were you scared? “Were you scared?” she asked. It was 5:30 in the morning. We were driving home in the dark from the hospital. “No,” I said. This kind of thing has happened enough that it’s frankly not scary, anymore. It might be serious, but it’s not scary. When death comes knocking time after […]

Even More Humanity

In response to the killings: We must never cease to stand up for our values. We have to show that our open society can pass this test, too. And that the answer to violence is even more democracy, even more humanity, but never naivete. This is what we own the victims and those they hold […]

End of the Road

The road ends at the ocean. If you stand near the crashing waves on Playalinda Beach at Canaveral National Seashore and look south, you can see Launch Complex 39. Built for Saturns, for the last 30 years it has been used for Space Shuttles—until last Friday when the last one flew. Standing on the seashore, you […]

Mosquito Lagoon

We were here a couple years ago—just up the shore a bit on a pine tree trail where we found ourselves enswarmed by mosquitos setting upon us with such ferocity that we could not swap fast enough. And here we are again—taking a road that we didn’t take back then but along which the mosquitos swarm just as ferociously. […]

Not Much of That

I was sitting outside our motel room trying to read a book. Sitting in the shade. Looking up periodically at the crashing waves. Trying to ignore the woman sitting in front of the next room who has many issues. I looked up and saw something flying overhead, An Osprey. Flying low. Just above the palm […]

Motel Wireless

So we finally managed to connect to the motel wireless in Cocoa Beach. It turned out that we just needed to sit outside by the picnic tables so that we were closer to the base station—too many brick walls in the way, otherwise. Mind you, it’s not that we were jittery without a fix or […]

As We Saw It

One Hour Photo

1. The Kid on the Sidewalk We were on our way to Waffle House for breakfast. (We always have breakfast there when we’re in Cocoa Beach. It’s a kind of addiction.) So we were driving north, and we passed a kid on the sidewalk. He was holding a plain white sign that said, “Launch Photos” […]

STS-135

1. Pre-Dawn “The fishing pier’s almost full, but there’s still room.” We were the last people on the pier with a front row seat and a clear view of Launch Complex 39. It was small but clearly visible, shining on the horizon with pencils of white light shooting up into the darkness. Everyone else arriving […]

Motel in Cocoa Beach

1. The Bad News Her face went blank. Something was not right. The fair and industrious Trudy was on her cell phone with the Sea Aire [link] in Cocoa Beach letting them know that we were two hours away. She wanted to ask them if they’d still be in the office when we arrived. She closed her […]