Nothing brings out the boy in a man like a rocket launch. Who would have thought in the staid, stolid world of lawyers and laws that so many of us were rocket men?
The unalloyed glee, the shared excitement and suspense, the plummeting arrow that deployed its chute at the last second — it was a day like the best of childhood.
I didn’t get my rocket finished in time for this first session, which freed me for recovery duty. A nearby corn field ate one rocket, but I managed to track down another one that strayed there. In two weeks, my bird will fly.