![]() ![]() ![]() Daddy flashed his badge and we sailed through to a campus of perfectly straight parallel streets lined from one end to the other by unremarkable two‑storey redbrick buildings. Grissom Bridge, down Mercury Boulevard, to the road that led to the Nasa gate. I rode shotgun in our 1970s Pontiac, my brother, Ben, and sister, Lauren, in the back as our father drove the 20 minutes from our house, straight over the Virgil I. The narrative triggered memories decades old, of spending a much treasured day off from school at my father’s office at the National Aeronautics and Space Administration’s Langley Research Centre. “And Katherine Johnson, who calculated the launch windows for the first astronauts.” “Kathryn Peddrew, Ophelia Taylor, Sue Wilder,” he said, ticking off a few more names. “A lot of the women around here, black and white, worked as computers,” my father said, glancing at Aran in the rearview mirror but addressing us both. We said our goodbyes to her and clambered into the minivan, off to a family brunch. ![]() Hidden Figures: watch the trailer for the Oscar-nominated film based on Margot Lee Shetterly’s book. ![]()
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