Sputnik and Me
Noticing that the 50th anniversary of the launching of Sputnik was coming up, I had to ask myself:
Did I see Sputnik back in 1998? Specifically, hanging off the ceiling in a corner of Krasnoyarsk State University? My brother, who lived there at the time and who my parents and I were visiting, pointed it out. “Sputnik.” So it was. Sputnik.
Showing the photograph of a Sputnik to a few of my peers in the following months, I would point to it and say “… and that’s Sputnik.” A strange location for Sputnik to be, and seemingly a little random. There was a disconnect, and the response would tend to be a little confused.  The unasked question: Doesn’t Sputnik deserve better?
Probably.  But that wasn’t the Sputnik, which apparently was incinerated on re-entry. I probably should have known that. What I saw was some other Sputnik. But maybe it is best to suggest that if you’ve seen one Sputnik, you’ve seen them all.
October 13th, 2007 at 8:01 am
How about that Darwyn Cooke and the New Frontier? Now THAT was a good read!