We had just settled in on the couch for a lazy evening in front of the tube when Paul remembered.
“I think it’s about time,” he said, and began flipping through channels.
It turned out we had less than two minutes to position ourselves. We rushed outside, the grass wet under our bare feet, and gazed eastward.
I chewed on my lip. “Don’t you think two minutes have passed?”
“There are low level clouds,” Paul pointed out. “We won’t be able to see it at first.”
And then it appeared, glorious and bright. An involuntary gasp escaped my throat.
The United Launch Alliance Delta 4 rocket, launching over 60 miles away at Cape Canaveral Air Force Station, drew a path of fire and smoke through the sky. It turned into a ball of pure white light, rising higher and higher into the heavens.
I swallowed hard, blinking back tears.
“I know,” said Paul. “It always does that to me too.”
And why wouldn’t it move us? After all, piercing space with a device of our own making is one of mankind’s greatest achievements.
If you’re in the Orlando area, make sure to rocket over to Kennedy Space Center for a visit, and make sure to check out the launch schedule.
Because as Kennedy Space Center Visitor Complex says, it’s “an Orlando vacation destination where the sky isn't the limit – it's just the beginning.”