We live in North Florida. We were driving down US1, the kids point up at the orange blaze in the sky and said, like any other normal day, "Hey Mom, the shuttle made it. Can I stay at Renz's house for a while?".

And I got to thinking, man, it's crazy how my kids just take a shuttle launch for granted. When I was growing up, space programs was such an amazing thing that my dad named all his kids after one (Except me. My mom named me)! So, my 2 brothers are Gemini and Apollo and my sister is Mercury. Imagine being a girl growing up named Mercury.