I was in 3rd grade, but played sick so that I could be home with my mom for her 25th birthday. If I remember right, it was just about a year after Budd Dwyer had killed himself on live television (PA politician, saw that live on television in 2nd grade.) At first, my mom didn't believe me, thinking that having seen Dwyer, that I hadn't come to terms with that and that all I saw was either the initial launch ignition or the separation of the boosters. It wasn't until she came out to the living room that she believed me. Originally Posted by Diomidis