Success and Trauma – Three Women in Space



“If you don’t build your dream, someone else will hire you to help them build theirs.”  Dhirubhai Ambani

When we think of how far women have advanced there are several benchmarks – Women suffrage was the beginning ratifying the 19th Amendment to the US Constitution on August 18, 1920. There is also the overly generic 2014 data proclaiming that we as females still earn 79 cents compared to a male’s dollar, all other occupational circumstances being equal.

What escapes us is all the stuff in between which females often endure on the way to achieving success. When great success is achieved, often we are held up to impossible standards, models of society without infallibility or the high risk that tragedy can also befall us. Three such examples happen to be affiliated with the space program. This blog serves to summarize and illustrate that anything can happen no matter how much you achieve, so be humble, stay grounded, remember your roots, remain strong and always treat others well!

Christa McAuliffe- Educator – “First U.S .Teacher in Space” 

(Born September 2, 1948, –Died- January 28, 1986) was an American teacher from Concord, New Hampshire, one of the seven crew members killed in the Space Shuttle Challenger disaster.

Christa McAuliffe

Christa McAuliffe

As an educator in high school, she became a social studies teacher, and taught several courses including American history, law, and economics, in addition to a self-designed course: “The American Woman Taking field trips and bringing in speakers were an important part of her teaching techniques. According to   a New York Times article, she “emphasized the impact of ordinary people on history, believing that “they were as important to the historical record as kings, politicians or generals.”

In 1984, President Ronald Reagan announced the Teacher in Space Project, NASA’s efforts to find the first civilian, an educator, to fly into space. Christa appeared to fit the qualifications as  a gifted teacher who could communicate with students while in orbit. In fact, she applied and rose to the top of the roster of more than 11,000 applicants.

The Presidential Commission on the Space Shuttle Challenger Accident  known as the Rogers Commission investigated the disaster. It determined that the accident was due to a failure of rubber O-rings that provided a pressure seal in the aft field joint of the shuttle’s right solid rocket booster. The failure of the O-rings was attributed to a design flaw, as their performance could be too easily compromised by factors including low temperatures on the day of launch.

The low temperature at launch—36 degrees Fahrenheit or 15 degrees lower than the next coldest previous launch and the failure of the O-Ring was the mechanical reason for death. However, I have always felt that the person responsible for the decision to lift off despite the cold temperatures showed depraved indifference to life, put profits before safety and should have been prosecuted for mass murder!  Who can forget the pain of recognition on Christa’s mother’s face as her parents Grace and Ed Corrigan as well as children looked to the sky in horror with 7 lives “go up in a plume of smoke.”

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I read this book years ago and highly recommend it-

Sally Ride- First American Woman in Space

(Born May 26, 1951-, Died- on July 23, 2012 at age 61)

Sally Ride

Sally Ride

Sally Ride grew up in Los Angeles and went to Stanford University, where she was a double major in physics and English. She achieved a Ph.D. in Physics in 1978.  The timing was right for NASA, as they wanted to actively recruit scientists to perform experiments in space versus having a roster of female astronauts. In 1983, Los Angeles-based Ride became the First American Woman in Space” , aboard the space shuttle Challenger as a result of being the top candidate among 1,000 applicants   spot in the National Aeronautics and Space Administration’s (NASA) astronaut program.

Sally was able to serve as a mission specialist, in June and October but as the third excursion was canceled due to the Challenger disaster in January 1986.

She had a partner, a woman named Tam O’Shaughnessy, even though the two women had been together for nearly 30 years. Even in 1983, Sally Ride was closeted from the public and good friend and reporter- author Lynne Sherr.

Ride served on the presidential commission that investigated the space shuttle explosion. In fact, she got access to the report about the malfunctioning O-ring on the Challenger and gave it to another member…and that’s how the truth came out!

Sally was a superstar college tennis player who chose physics over a sports career, and highly intelligent.  Sherr postulated that Sally’s ability to operate the Challenger’s robot arm and superior hand-eye coordination probably helped her beat out the other astronauts vying to be the first American women in space.  Sally also declined at least two opportunities under two Presidents to be a NASA Administrator.  And finally – Sally Ride coordinated a program in which middle school students could snap photos of the moon from NASA’s two GRAIL spacecraft. The site on the moon was named in her honor!

Tragically, Sally Ride died of pancreatic cancer in 2012.  As a group, pancreatic cancers come with a very low survival rate — 75 percent of patients die less than a year after diagnosis, and 94 percent die within five years, – cancer often escapes early detection because patients display few warning signs that anything is wrong. When patients do experience symptoms, they are often vague aches and pains, such as indigestion or back pain that can be attributed to other ailments. This cancer is very resistant to chemotherapy treatments. Such a huge loss for mankind! RIP, Sally!

Book by Journalist Lynn Sherr; “Sally Ride: America’s First Woman in Space”

Lisa Nowak:  A Woman with so much Promise – A Fall from Grace

Lisa Nowak

Lisa Nowak

(Born in May 1963) A Navel Flight Officer and Astronaut who succumbed to a love relationship that proved to be her downfall, leaving a permanent stain on the NASA program, but also in a strange way served to tighten up  screening procedures and attend to the stress and mental health needs of all NASA employees. She qualified as a mission specialist and flew in space in 2006, for 13 days.

Lisa was ‘dismissed”, not deceased. She lived in Washington DC, was married in 1988 to a classmate in the Naval Academy and Flight School. She and her husband Richard have three children. Working closely with colleague William Oefelein, they began an affair for ~ 2 years that escalated out of control when Mr. Oefelein attempted to break off the affair.  By all accounts, Lisa was a perfectionist, obsessed with her job, not attending to the stress that she was under. Her solace was an affair that could not continue. Oefelein had begun a relationship with an engineer, Coleen Shipman. Lisa would not take no for an answer, planned a long distance trip cross-country with survivalist equipment, in an effort to confront Ms. Shipman at the Orlando airport, on February 7, 2007. Lisa was distraught, demanded her attention   assaulting her with pepper spray. Ultimately, she was charged with attempted first-degree murder with a deadly weapon, kidnapping, and what amounted to stalking.

On the defense side, they claimed Lisa suffered from major depression, obsessive-compulsive disorder, insomnia, a “brief psychotic disorder” and Asperger’s Syndrome. With much legal back and forth, in the end, Lisa was sentenced to a year’s probation a two days previously served in jail. The Navy also ruled to offer an “other than honorable” discharge. She was successful in getting her record sealed for the sake of her future livelihood.  Let’s hope that she received a healthy dose of counseling and medication.

To get the “straight scoop” on this true account, I recommend Diane Fanning’s Book, “Out There”, years ago on an airplane.

 “I have not failed. I’ve just found 10,000 ways that won’t work.” Thomas A. Edison



Putting on the Band-Aid for Life  



A colleague mentioned how trying it is to have to put a band-aid on “an ouchy” of a toddler where there was never a mark in the first place. When I thought about it, it seemed like this little gesture of compassion for the sake of a child could be a metaphor for life.

There are many types of people in the world. There are the drama queens – histrionic people with an over-exaggerated sense of everything in hopes of getting and keeping attention. There are the risk takers who truly live by the adrenaline pump with their behaviors – extreme sports, daredevil acts in hopes of achieving that ever higher goal “just because it’s there” as they clearly find everything else in life totally mundane. There are also those of us who by normal standards have been through hell and back and still function well because of an extraordinary amount of resilience.

Crime victims either excel at resilience with some practice or they bask in their victimhood and are never able to graduate to a new normal. I have written much on this topic in the past and at times, marvel at my ability to personally tolerate stuff that others could never approach. There is a danger in developing this sense of taking in the pain of others all the time. You can do so selectively and intensely feel that which you relate to best, or at the other extreme, become intolerant of the little annoyances of life that non-crime victims experience.

Do I really care that your computer crashed, that you can’t find your car keys, that your dog ate your new slippers? Not really. It is a sense of perspective and using your personal life experience as a yardstick. This can be dangerous, as a person who has experienced much trauma in life can be perceived as uncaring toward others. I have survived and succeeded because I try to concentrate on the big stuff. (and also have a sense of detail and organization to maintain control.) When the little stuff happens to me though, I am my own worst enemy with absolutely no patience.

I fear that there is a massive dumbing down taking place in our American culture in many aspects –an oversimplification of intellectual issues to find life more palatable.

As I write this, we have sustained yet another massive assault on human life in the Orlando tragedy that has many layers of the onion still to be analyzed.  It would be unfair of any of us to oversimplify. However, we all do it daily so that we might carry on.

The key to life is balance and respecting others.  I have to secretly remind myself sometimes that the fact that someone’s dog that ate the slippers is traumatic to them, if not to me. We have to give everyone his or her band-aid after all. Some of us wear big band-aids for life while others wear them temporarily.  However, as crime invades more and more of our lives, in a sad way, we are coming together with more in common every day.

I hope that if we are perpetually headed for the dark side, we can also relish the good and come together in solidarity.   All of us need to pay attention to the big and little traumas, while putting them in perspective for a healthier existence. And… just maybe the toddler with a non-existent trauma is smart…as he/she is getting prepared for life.

Catalyst for Change- Victim Impact Statement Resonates Across the Halls of Washington D.C. & with the Inspector General of Homeland Security 


The following narrative is a heartfelt account of a mother who lost many opportunities to guide and nurture a daughter who was re-establishing her life.

Wendy Hartling

Wendy Hartling (photo courtesy FOX Insider)

Consider the ordeal and evolution of Wendy Hartling of Norwich, CT.

  • Just a year ago, Wendy was  “just an ordinary citizen” and resident of Connecticut;
  • She was thrust into a whirlwind of circumstances which includes the murder of her 25 year old daughter, Casey Chadwick on June 15, 2015, after her body was discovered stuffed in a living room closet by an illegal immigrant and multiple felon;
  • With the assistance of dedicated advocates including her attorney, Chester Fairlie and the Connecticut Congressional delegation,  her case has served as the catalyst for change regarding the innumerable deportation failures of ICE – The U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement Agency;
  • As overwhelming as it is, Wendy has become a local advocate and national spokesperson for her daughter and for all persons who have been re-victimized by the failures of ICE.

The murder of Casey Chadwick is a stunning example of the domino effect at its very worst. Worse than bureaucracy, indifference, incompetence and misplaced priorities, it costs the lives of valuable human beings and allows a vicious, nearly two time murderer to come to the U.S. illegally three times to carry out his crimes! This can no longer be tolerated! 

Wendy’s Testimony at the House of Representatives COMMITTEE ON OVERSIGHT AND GOVERNMENT REFORM

Hello. My name is Wendy Hartlng. My life will never be the same after June 15, 2015. I am here on behalf of my daughter Casey who was stabbed to death and stuffed into a closet by a criminal alien, Jean Jacques. He was found guilty of attempted murder in 1996 and served sixteen years in Connecticut Prison. He should have been automatically deported by Immigration and Customs Enforcement when he was released from prison. Instead he killed Casey on June 15, 2015 and was found guilty of her murder after a trial. My hope is that he never gets out of prison.

According to laws passed by Congress, Jacques should have been deported. ICE had him in custody and detention three times. Tragically, ICE released him three times and he killed Casey just a few months after his last release by ICE. From defensive wounds we know that Casey fought courageously and that she suffered greatly before her death. If ICE and Homeland Security had done their job Casey would not have died and I would not be here as part of the club of Homicide Survivors which no parent wants to join.

My Attorney Chester Fairlie has written an article on the failure of deportation of criminal aliens. I would like to submit a copy of the article s part of my testimony. Mr. Fairlie states “This miscarriage of the deportation process contributed to the death of Casey Chadwick and caused grief and suffering to her parents and friends.” I understand that the Inspector General of Homeland Security has undertaken a full investigation of the Jacques failed deportation case and we are awaiting the report.

My daughter was loved so much by family and friends. Over three hundred people came to her wake. Casey and I were very close. She called and texted me every day. I can no longer talk to my daughter, hold her, hug her or just simply hang out with her or go out to eat which was one of her favorite things to do. This breaks my heart every second of every day. Casey’s best friend for thirteen years Crysta who came with me on this trip as support is devastated as is Casey’s boyfriend.

This is what I have lost. I can’t watch her walk down the aisle on the arm of her father. She will never have the chance of becoming a Mom, something she was thinking of before her death. She will never see her two nephews grow up or go to her siblings’ weddings. She will never again be at our family functions and holidays.

The tragedy of Casey’s death is not an isolated case and is occurring frighteningly often around the country.

Something has to be done to fix this horrible problem. I would never want any family to have to go through this. The pain is always with me. My heart is broken. I go to a Survivors of Homicide group which is very helpful.  An important thing I learned was that the pain will never go away. I have to learn to live with it. I am trying but it is the hardest thing for me in my entire life.

I was not prepared for Casey’s sudden death and I am doing the best I can. I was not prepared to become a Victim Advocate in her honor and I am doing the best I can. Thank you for listening.

Casey Chadwick

Casey Chadwick (photo courtesy FOX 61)


The emotional upheaval of homicide is compounded by the task of crafting a cohesive, personal and impactful statement for the sentencing phase of a trial, or parole/pardons hearing. Wendy will utilize her public hearing testimony above as her victim impact statement.  Her wish is to become a long time advocate for this issue on behalf of Casey’s memory.

As a fellow homicide survivor, I believe that the most compelling aspects of her statement are: what she has learned “… that the pain will never go away and that I have to lean to live with it” and the fact that she was not prepared for the sudden death of her daughter, Casey, not prepared for this level of advocacy required to get justice. I ask you, how could anyone be prepared if they were in her shoes? 

If you have sufficient times – several weeks to months to prepare and require assistance with your victim impact statement, your investment in my customized victim impact writing service could be just what you’re looking for!

Important Reference Information: Chester Fairlie’s Website;

Former Shattered Lives Radio Shows on this topic:


 Secrets of McClellanville and the Death of Brittanee Drexel


When loss of life is involved, particularly in a cruel, violent manner, it is only natural that there is public outrage. People rush to judgment to try to justify their opinions in the heat of the moment – in the acute phase. Concerning the location in which a crime occurred, we often broad brush all residents and their culture as inherently evil. This is wrong. No town or city should be thought of as a reincarnation of White Pines Bay – the fictitious location of the Bates Motel or Amityville, New York, just because a criminal element has frequented a town.

After years of searches and investigation by multiple law enforcement agencies, the rural town of McClellanville, South Carolina has unequivocally been pinpointed as the place where 17-year-old Brittanee Drexel spent her final days on earth, rather than her upstate New York home. If this is so with irrefutable evidence, we must believe it. But, in the hearts of the Drexel family and friends, this cannot be imagined, without a perpetrator, without her precious body.

Given this information, it does not mean that all residents of McClellanville are heartless. We have to ask, why have someone not come forward, particularly with a $25,000 reward publicized for credible information.  If I had to speculate, perhaps, they may be scared, frightened of retribution. Their silence could mean that they don’t have a good reason to trust law enforcement. Possibly residents feel that any information they may have “in the cobwebs of their mind” times 7 years ago is insignificant. Possibly they do not believe that offering any information will lead to a monetary reward for them personally, so why risk it?

Such is the thinking that tries men’s souls and keeps families and law enforcement constantly on edge.

History and Demographics

128657464991113191800301197_BRITTANEE_DREXELMcClellanville, situated in northeast Charleston County is on US Route 17 heading 23 miles northeast to Georgetown and 38 miles southwest to Charleston. McClellanville is populated by 500 or so people – a Mayberry RFD by some standards. This town, in the parish of St. James –Santee was incorporated into the Church of England in 1706, but settled by the French as early as 1605. It has always been an agricultural economy. They feature many historic properties, small town life, Bible school and their trademark is their shrimping fleet and seafood industry.  Natural resources include Jeremy Creek, running through the center of town, and south toward the Intercoastal Waterway adjacent to Romain National Wildlife Refuge (66,287 acres).  Nearly 57% are age 25 to 64, with almost 20% – age 65 + years.


They showed their resilience in 1989 when Hurricane Hugo destroyed much of the town. People were saved by crawling into a space above a false ceiling in the high school-storm shelter.

What Happened to Brittanee?

It doesn’t make sense to me that a possible human trafficker or sexual predator would “stick around Mayberry” for several days with an innocent teenager who could clearly be distinguished by her northeastern dialect without notice.  Crime never makes any sense… Brittanee was abducted and held against her will we are told. Was she “free to do errands for this man” but clearly under his control around town under threat of death, or forced to perform other favors in a hotel or abandoned property?  Did the perpetrator have ties to McClellanville or was he a transient predator? Did Brittanee reach out and try to secretly ask for help which ultimately lead to her death? Was she persuaded with initial sweet talk and lies that her family didn’t care about her and to come on an adventure? We may never know.

As a northeasterner, I drove from Myrtle Beach through McClellanville to Charleston a couple of years ago and barely noticed this nondescript town.

I thought this at the time, as I am a suburban –city slicker at heart. Now, I will never forget as it has a much deeper meaning now.

How do we encourage people to have e a conscience for the betterment of others no matter what the risk? This is God-fearing, church going folks after all!  It would truly help if the media put a positive spin on proactivity. The little town ofMcClellanville could be known forever as “the town that saved a family, saved a girl with such promise from New York!” They did the right thing for missing persons everywhere!  Let us all hope and pray that they do!

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