Jerry Linenger's Letters to his Son

A few weeks before Jerry Linenger began his sojourn on Mir, he was asked what he would miss most about being on the Earth. He responded that it would be hard being away from his 14-month-old son for so long. onboard Mir, Linenger wrote frequent letters to his young child, which he permitted NASA to present on the Internet.

January 23, 1997 - I am still an Earthling

January 25, 1997 - Propulsion and suction

January 26, 1997 - No bounds

January 26, 1997 - Just a normal American

January 26, 1997 - You are the highlight...

January 27, 1997 - Some tips from your Dad

January 28, 1997 - We all depend on each other

January 29, 1997 - Don't spit your toothpaste...

January 30, 1997 - ... hide and seek up here

January 31, 1997 - We'll look up together

February 1, 1997 - Stumped Mommy

February 2, 1997 - Or is it night?

February 2, 1997 - ... sleeping like a puppy

February 3, 1997 - Another father-son talk

February 4, 1997 - Physicists love this stuff

February 5, 1997 - Like being in a rowboat

February 6, 1997 - An unforgiving place

February 7, 1997 - [A] spin in a spaceship

February 8, 1997 - ... waiting for launch

February 10, 1997 - Human being questions

February 15, 1997 - Hurricane, a good bilingual nickname

March 1, 1997 - Good people, good friends

March 2, 1997 - Earth got a bit more crowded today

March 2, 1997 - Moral toughness

March 3, 1997 - Human beings can adapt to space

March 4, 1997 - Life in space is never monotonous

March 5, 1997 - No time to write

March 7, 1997 - Cry all you want

March 8, 1997 - Space Station is a five star hotel

March 9, 1997 - Summer Study Programs

March 13, 1997 - Good report on you from Mommy

March 16, 1997 - We move fast

March 18, 1997 - Early explorers never talked to their loved ones

March 20, 1997 - All alone in a dark room

March 22, 1997 - Twenty-two was always my number

March 23, 1997 - Who needs maps?

March 24, 1997 - Pain helps imprint things

March 25, 1997 - Cooking metal samples in my EasyBake oven

March 26, 1997 - One watch isn't enough

April 1, 1997 - April Fool!

April 2, 1997 - Up here, you either make it, bring it, or do without it

April 4, 1997 - Humans think too much instead of just enjoying

April 5, 1997 - Typical father

April 6, 1997 - Memories of Grandpa Linenger

April 7, 1997 - Never look at lasers out the windows of spacecraft

April 12, 1997 - The unsuspecting victim has no clue that you are coming

April 13, 1997 - Diapers arenít so bad

April 14, 1997 - Make a snowball while you can

April 17, 1997 - We are two lucky men

April 18, 1997 - I sleep soundly at night

April 20, 1997 - This is my new world

April 21, 1997 - One hundred days in space

April 23, 1997 - You overcome and endure

April 24, 1997 - No time for a real letter

April 26, 1997 - Iíd do anything for you

April 27, 1997 - Cabin fever

April 27, 1997 - Happy Russian Orthodox Easter

April 28, 1997 - 4:30 p.m., time for bed

April 29, 1997 - Back home, safe and sound

April 30, 1997 - Itís all down hill from here

May 1, 1997 - Made it to May

May 2, 1997 - Let me tell you about my Orlan M spacewalking suit