That to me is a bunch of crap trying to shoot guys up into damned space. What they're going to do is they're going to wipe out half a dozen people one of these days, and that will be the end of it.

At the moment of truth, there are either reasons or results.

Later, I realized that the mission had to end in a let-down because the real barrier wasn't in the sky but in our knowledge and experience of supersonic flight.

That to me is a bunch of crap trying to shoot guys up into damned space. What they're going to do is they're going to wipe out half a dozen people one of these days, and that will be the end of it.

After about 30 minutes I puked all over my airplane. I said to my self, "Man, you made a big mistake."

I have no regrets about my life. People ask, "If you had to do it all over again, would you do it differently?" No. That's speculation.

In 1966, NASA took over in space, and it has been a bureaucratic mess ever since.