Ever since I was seven or eight, I have been fascinated by space and the idea that one day, I would get the chance to fly into that vast, black void.
Now that I am thirty eight, and no longer considered worthy of that goal, the best I can get is to dream away my time watching films like Apollo 13. I am needless to say, a Star Trek lunatic and avid space watcher. I even went online with the recent Hubble repairs when the Space Shuttle went up. From the days of Apollo and SkyLab to today, I can not resist anything of this ilk.
So when I got the chance to get the book about the perilous voyage of Apollo 13, I jumped at the chance and read avidly of the exploits of Lovell, Swigert and Haise as they attempted to touch down on the moon.
I had seen the film, but I was in for the ride of my life when I started to read the real thing. The book takes you right through the voyage, from the lift off to the spash down and beyond; through the turmoil shared by the families and through all the technical vocabulary and data that were encountered by the crew and by the ground contol staff, led by Gene Kranz.
If you have seen the film, read the book. You will never put the thing down if you share my passion. It is a book that is right up there as one of the few that I can say have been purely spellbinding. Once you have read this, you too will feel that you have been into space, trod where only the few have gone and returned safely, all in the comfort of your armchair.