So ends the last flight of the space shuttle Discovery:
She just touched down at Dulles, on her way to her new home at the Air and Space Annex. I watched the live feed - I meant to go over for to see it but time got away from me this morning. For the first time I can remember, I regretted not being at the office in Silver Spring: they got a good look during the fly by.
I remember not being in space. And now it's so common that we forget when we have a crew on the space station. When Columbia launched in 1981, it was Star Trek, Heinlein, Bradbury, and Asimov all at once, the dreams of a kid whose sci-fi reading started with The Wonderful Flight to the Mushroom Planet coming true.
We'll go back into space in a serious way - humans have too much of a drive to explore to retreat from that challenge for long. I hope to see us on Mars before my dreaming ends, and I think that's a possibility.
And I'm thinking of running down on Thursday for a look - Enterprise and Discovery will be sitting nose to nose for the day.