A Hard Rain, p.
And what’s more, it seems that the metallic rain of space shuttle parts began right here in Nevada. A amateur astronomer in nearby Sparks, an average guy with a large telescope, captured the first videotape of the Columbia breaking up. This is evidence, he claims with NASA’s agreement, that pieces of debris will be found out in the far reaches of the Nevada desert.
The morning promised little good news from the weatherman either, with a cold front moving in, accompanied by rain. And, as they say hereabouts, snow in the higher elevations.
Despite the sad
news and the gloomy weather forecast, my first taste of real Reno winter,
Judy and I headed out to an historic hot springs spa south of Carson
City. But when we got to Wally’s Hot Springs Resort, we discovered
that it had become more yuppified than Judy recalled. The parking lot,
she pointed out, was crowded with California license plates. I soon
learned to affect the proper Nevadan disdain for the invaders from the
west. Since it was cold and rainy to boot, we decided it wasn’t
worth $20 to sit in a pool with those people from across the border.