A space shuttle on the back of the special 747 just flew over my house on its way to its final resting place in LA. It was a proud but bittersweet sight because it was a taste of what had been in an era that’s come to a close for our manned space exploration program. We got a call from a friend that it was coming, walked out onto our deck, and there it was within a couple of minutes. The trio of aircraft (there was a fighter escort) were moving along at a stately pace and at a fairly low altitude to give anyone who cared a chance to see the craft fly, one last time, albeit with a lot of help.
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