I’m a space fan. Always have been. I understand it’s a mainly male thing, possibly having to do with the boldly upright profile of a rocket on a launch pad. But as a kid I watched all the U.S. launches in the 1960s, from Mercury through Apollo, in the days when live TV coverage began before the astronauts had suited up and went on for hours through this or that launch delay and then entire Earth orbits. It was a thrilling accompaniment to growing up. Read More