07-23-2012, 04:34 PM | #1 |
Commits weekly crime
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Ride, Sally Ride
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07-23-2012, 05:54 PM | #2 |
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Sad news indeed
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07-23-2012, 06:41 PM | #3 |
The Legend Lives On
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Sally Ride Teacher, Mathematician, Astronaut, Explorer, Trailblazer You no longer need a spaceship to soar among the stars. 1951 - 2012 RIP
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07-23-2012, 07:48 PM | #4 |
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RIP, Sally. What a Ride you had!
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07-23-2012, 08:05 PM | #5 |
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07-23-2012, 08:05 PM | #6 |
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I feel like this would be Overflows hero.
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07-23-2012, 10:42 PM | #7 |
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R.I.P. :(
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07-23-2012, 11:45 PM | #8 |
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When I learned of her passing I couldn`t help but think of the poem by aviator and poet John Gillespie Magee Jr. and the last line of that poem suits her well.
Rest well in peace Sally. High Flight Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth of sun-split clouds, and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of wheeled and soared and swung High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there, I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung My eager craft through footless halls of air.... Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace. Where never lark, or even eagle flew — And, while with silent lifting mind I have trod The high untrespassed sanctity of space, - Put out my hand, and touched the face of God. |
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