Saturday, February 22
Earth hovered, almost at full phase, breathtakingly magnificent. Distance concealed the works— and blights—of man, and the globe seemed pristine. Its oceans sparkled. Its cloud tops and ice caps glistened. And it was huge: the natural moon, had it been visible, would have appeared only about one- hundredth as wide.
Earth seemed close enough to touch through the exercise room’s tinted dome, but Gabriel Campbell held firmly to the handles of the stationary bicycle. Not that he relied on the strength of his grip: he wore a seat belt, too, and