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Hannifin headed for the phone to alert TIME's editors to the worst space disaster in U.S. history, the subject of this week's cover stories. Boston Bureau Chief Robert Ajemian promptly left for Concord, N.H., the home of Teacher Christa McAuliffe. Houston Bureau Chief David Jackson monitored developments at the Johnson Space Center. Washington Correspondent Jay Branegan pored over the tragedy with NASA experts in the nation's capital. In New York City, Senior Writer Ed Magnuson, who wrote the main story, and a 31- member editorial team awaited their telexed reports...
Across the nation, people groped for words. "It exploded," murmured Brian French, a senior at Concord High School in New Hampshire, as the noisy auditorium fell quiet. A classmate, Kathy Gilbert, turned to him and asked, "Is that really where she was?" At the Jet Propulsion Laboratory in Pasadena, Calif., scientists turned away from their remarkable new photographs of the distant planet Uranus and stared, stunned, at the telecast from Florida. "We all knew it could happen one day," said one, "but, God, who would have believed...
...taken for granted. An age when most anyone, given a few months' training, could go along for a safe ride seemed imminent. Christa McAuliffe was the pioneer and the vibrant symbol of this amazing new era of space for Everyman. An ebullient high school social-studies teacher from Concord, N.H., she was to be the first ordinary citizen to be shot into space, charged with showing millions of watchful schoolchildren how wonderful it could be. She was bringing every American who had ever been taught by a Mrs. McAuliffe into this new era with her. It was an era that...
...space program and her own sense of fate. She once told an interviewer that she wasn't concerned about the inherent--until now, only threatened--danger of spacefaring. Instead, she said, she felt a greater risk each time she crossed a particularly notorious intersection in her hometown of Concord, N.H. She joked about it, but clearly couldn't have known the irony of her words. For if she had died in a car accident in Concord, instead of in the worst disaster in 25 years of manned spaceflight, most of us probably wouldn't have cared less. It has taken...
...long, low buildings of Concord, with their barred doors, cinder-block walls, and linoleum floors, couldn't be more different from the cozy and chaotic PLAP office. Phones ring incessantly over the classical music playing on the stereo, and office manager Daria M. Aumand's dog pads about, greeting everyone at the door...