Confession:
Apollo 13 makes me cry and get chills, every single time I watch it. I've seen it countless times, and yet I still have that horrid feeling where my heart sinks into my stomach and I nearly implode with how awful I feel, waiting (and waiting and waiting, and watching the astronauts' families waiting and waiting) to see the shuttle reemerge close to the Earth, after they lost communication with NASA.
It's one movie that John and I agree on; he loves anything to do with SpaceFlight, and I love anything that has Tom Hanks/Bill Paxton/Ed Harris in it.
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