Que Sera Sera

Like the astronauts bravely flying in the sky*:

Today I had lunch with Tony, my best friend since third grade. We discussed our alma mater, Grissom Elementary, and how no one really knew about astronaut Virgil Grissom.

“Hell,” I said, “it wasn’t until fifth grade that anyone actually explained to me what had happened to him. I can see why, though. That story would probably freak a lot of little kids out.”

“Wait,” said Tony. “What did happen to him?”

“He burned up on the launchpad.”

“Wow. I guess that explains why we were never called the Grissom Fireballs or anything.”

* trivia = actual verse to the Grissom School Song, which, for some reason, I remember every single word to.

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