I have been following the news on the Shuttle repair and the Rescue of the seven crew in the Russian mini sub. In places high above and deep in the ocean, miracles are happening or are being asked for. Tonight while I was sitting near the fountain of Lincoln center and breathing the sweet air of summer night of New York, I was feeling heavy in my heart for the people who do not have enough air or the brave man and woman who are trying to get back home safely from the ultimate frontier. May they be safe and triumphant.
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Well, they avoided another Kursk debacle and all are safe...
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Yeh. I am happy and hope that tomorrow morning when I wake up, the shuttle would have landed safely too.
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And whenever I think of Russian Sub Marines, I can not breathe.
It is fortunate that it is no Kursk this time.
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