Christa and me
I taught chemistry in the basement floor of Concord High and Christa taught social studies on the third floor. We would casually meet in a corner of the teachers room where the cigarette smoke was less. Back then personal computers were a new thing. In the Spring of 1984 I came across a good deal on 5.5 inch floppy disks. I put the word out to all teachers. Only a few tech savvy teachers responded, Christa being one. By the time I received the disks, it was summer so I put them in the teachers’ mail boxes. With Christa’s, I wrote a sassy little note hoping that she wouldn’t get bored during the summer. This is the summer she underwent intensive astronaut training. The next time I met Christa was when she returned to CHS in late fall to a packed assembly in the auditorium. I happened to be sitting in an aisle seat when she and her enterage came marching by. She stopped a couple seats beyond me, turned around and said “Oh, I didn’t get very bored this summer, Jay, thanks for asking.”