I was working on the space program in San Diego where a nearby facility was
static testing the Atlas (nee Assless) rockets. Running joke was that you
could tell the kids of the Atlas test crew because they all counted, "5, 4,
3, 2, 1, damn".

THe folks who rode those roman candles into space had balls of solid brass.

We'll all have a hell of a time swapping stories when we follow them into
the great beyond.

Jim

(Wadda ya mean I'm going "down there"? Don't good engineerin' count for
NUTHIN??"



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"ManhattanMan" wrote

RIP Wally Shirra, and thanks for everything.....

Amen.

Those guys in the early stages of the program really did have the right
stuff. The definition of "spam in a can" really applies, as those were
really "cans," and mighty thin cans, at that.

Every time I see how those early spacecraft were constructed, it amazes me
that any sane person would put themselves into one, and blast off into
space.