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It was the day my father went into space. At first everyone was apprehensive because he was nearing sixty years old. That was the thing, his age was his reason to go. My father wanted to live the rest of his life while he could. That immediately changed everyone's minds. We were happy, you could even say ecstatic, for him until we received the call from NASA.

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