As I Hurtled Through Space, One Thought

In America, We Have No Means Of Getting To Our Own Space Station. We Have To Pay The Russians To Put Our People Up There To Send Them Into Space - Rendezvous With The Station And Bring Them Back At The End Of Their Stay, And That To Me Is Just Wrong. We're Supposed To Be The World's Greatest Space-faring Nation, And To Cancel Our Own Means Of Getting There I Thought Was A Mistake, Even Though It Would Save Some Money.

As Far As Actually Setting Up Colonies Of People Who Would Live Their Whole Lives In Space, I Think We're A Long Ways From Doing That Yet, And I Think We Have Many, Many Decades Before We Could Be Able To Even Consider Something Like That.

If There Is One Thing I’ve Learned In My Years On This Planet, It’s That The Happiest And Most Fulfilled People I’ve Known Are Those Who Devoted Themselves To Something Bigger And More Profound Than Merely Their Own Self Interest.

I Think That It's Good For Us To Be Able To Travel In Space And Do Research In Space, And I Emphasize The Research, Because Space Travel To Me Is Far More Than Just Seeing How Far We Can Go.

Just Because I'm 77 Doesn't Mean I Don't Have A Dream.