Tonight I watched the International Space Station fly overhead, a star-like speck, illuminated by the distant sun, silently sailing by the almost full moon, It took six minutes from the Pacific horizon to the horizon over Arizona and the US. This is called Expedition 28 and there are six men up there, three from Russia, two from the US, and one from Japan. The commander is Andrey Borisenko from St Petersburg. (His story is fascinating.)
What a time to stop, watch, and think about our travels in space—they have gone so far, and so far to go in the future. The final Space Shuttle mission to the ISS is scheduled for July 8. As a boy I read all the Jules Verne novels, all amazing forecasts of what has happened since. I remember where I was when Sputnik first flew over head—I was in Maine. And when our first astronaut, Alan Shepard, was in orbit—I was in California.
We will see much more in the future. What a life!