He had first laid eyes on that woman in 1980, at the U.S. Olympic trials in Eugene, Ore. He can still remember the time (7 p.m.), the place (a sign-in table), their ages (both 20) and her face (gorgeous). She looked so elegant, he assumed she was a trainer. He was wrong.[via mefi]
He asked for her name, and she told him, "Florence."
Thursday, August 27, 2009
ESPN has a story on Al Joyner and Flo-Jo. I always love reading about Olympians in general, but throw in a love story, and it's even more interesting.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
The Guardian has an article on Michael Collins, the third astronaut on the Apollo 11, along with Buzz Aldrin and Neil Armstrong.
Minutes later, Columbia swept behind the Moon and Collins became Earth's most distant solo traveller, separated from the rest of humanity by 250,000 miles of space and by the bulk of the Moon, which blocked all radio transmissions to and from mission control. He was out of sight and out of contact with his home planet.
"I am now truly alone and absolutely alone from any known life. I am it," he wrote in his capsule. Lindbergh's remarks were certainly accurate.