by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Mar 1, 2017 | 60 to 60, continuous life, life, memory, time, truth |
1986: In January I’m at work when the Challenger disintegrates just seconds after lift off. We get a TV on in a conference room. Work in Columbus is less fun. Fewer lawyers, less urgency, no glitter. I’m the only female so nobody but the guys to eat lunch...
