L.B., I have 35mm slides my dad took of me & my sister nekid at the beach in Newburyport, MA, that's the only way I knew about me being nekid in public (cool your heels Rael, these are *baby* pictures & as twisted as I know you are, I know your not **sick**.) In any endeavor where you push the envelope, you take chances. After so many uneventful flights, I think we were all lulled into a sense of quiet belief this would not happen again. It did, Paul ----- Original Message ----- From: "Byron" <byronbromley@tellink.net> To: <chile-heads@globalgarden.com> Sent: Sunday, 02 February, 2003 2:10 PM Subject: [CH] Hey Paul > FWIW > > While I was nekid on the beach in Fla Doug was serving in WWII, He is old > enough to be my father. > > Doug > That first mishap Launch Pad B really hit home for me. I designed the Fire > Alarm System for the launch area. It was > several hours after the fire that the announcement came that the fire was > inside the Capsule. Not my yob. > I sweat worse than if I had eaten a bushell of habs. > > Space program, the loss of 17 lives over the number of years is has been > running is probably the best safety record of any high risk job. I would > almost bet more people die in Calif. everyday on the highway. > > I read one report, claims 37,000 deaths from Agri Chemicals. > > Depends on your prespective. > > L.B.