By the time you read this, the Upper Atmosphere Research Satellite will have fallen to earth.
Just like old times!
Back in the summer of 1979, we were all breathlessly waiting for Skylab to fall. Some people even had radar hats, which gave warning signals if they sensed anything falling on them. (Probably these would not have worked very well.)
Anyway: here's a song from that same period.
I'm all burned up about / space junk
Walk and talk about / space junk
It hit my baby's head
And now my Sally's dead . . .
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