I met Bill Pogue twice: Once when he spoke to my L-5 Society chapter in the early 80s, and when we both were in attendance at an International Space Development Conference.

When he spoke to my L-5 group, one of our members embarrassed us by interrupting a wonderful discussion of what space meant to him spiritually, to ask a completely irrelevant question. Bill was a gentleman about it; I did get a chance to apologize to him at the ISDC.

Godspeed and safe passage, Sir!

I remember the "L-5 in 95" organization. Boy, were their hopes dashed, eh?


Ever since the July, 1976 National Geographic and my reading of "Colonies in Space" by Heppenheimer and "The High Frontier" by the the great Gerard K. O'Neill, I have been a space colony enthusuast.

I thought for sure we would have at the very least a good sized torus up there by now, if not a Bernal Sphere.

May Mr. Pogue rest in peace

damn I am getting old. Now we have a president younger than me. I saw an old guy at the mall the other day
with a Vietnam Veteran cap, damn they used to be my age.

That they were able to get that thing up and running alone was an accomplishment. It was pretty badly dinged up during its launch.