1/27/67 - 1/28/86 - 2/1/03
apollo 1 - challenger - columbia

come, my friends, tis not too late to seek a new world.
push off, and sitting well in order to fight the sounding furors,
for my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset and all the vast of all the western stars until i die.

it might be that the ghosts shall wash us down.
it might be that we shall see the great achilles whom we knew.

though much is lost, much abides;
and though we have not the strength which in former days moved earth and heaven,
that which we are, we are:
one equal temper of heroic hearts,
made weak by time and fate,
but strong in will:

to strive, to seek, to find --
but not to yield!

--alfred, lord tennyson