Interlude: Burn-Through
Washington DC, June 1982
Ken Mattingly, astronaut and US Navy aviator, was considering ordering a third beer when he saw his old Apollo comrade and current boss, Frank Borman, finally enter the expensive DC restaurant and head towards him. Mattingly was half out of his chair, when Broman reached the table and waved for him to stay seated.
“Sorry, Ken,” Borman opened. “Got held up in another damn budget meeting.”
Mattingly checked his watch: it was already past ten in the evening, and they had agreed to meet for dinner at nine.
“Is the Administrator’s job making you soft, Frank?” Mattingly joked. “I remember you pulling all-nighters in the sim back on Apollo.”
“I remember being a heck of a lot younger,” Borman groused, reaching for the water jug as Mattingly took another sip of beer. “So, what’s the occasion? You offered to pay for dinner, so I know it has to be important.”
Mattingly put his beer down, his face becoming serious. “Have you read the post-flight inspection report for STS-3?”
“When would I have time for that?” asked an exasperated Borman. “That’s Chet’s job, he’s in charge of shuttle ops.”
“And has he mentioned O-ring erosion to you?” Mattingly asked.
“O-ring erosion? On the solids?” Borman asked.
“That’s right,” Mattingly confirmed, pulling a sheaf of photocopies from inside his jacket. “Here’s the report from the SRB recovery team. Take a look at the part I’ve highlighted.”
Borman quickly scanned down the document. “‘Postflight examination found an erosion depth of 0.053 inches on the primary O-ring… likely caused by hot motor gases…’ Is this a Criticality 1 item?”
“Criticality 1R,” Mattingly confirmed. “So in theory, it’s redundant”.
“In theory?”
“I spoke to a guy on the V&C Committee,” Mattingly went on. “He wasn’t convinced that the redundant seal would hold in case of a burn-through.”
“From what this says, he’s right,” Borman agreed, still reading the report. “But why are you bringing this to me? The Shuttle Program Office should be handling this.”
“They should be, but I checked with Jack this afternoon. The STS-4C and -5 launch readiness reports make no mention of this issue. Marshall hasn’t even assigned it a formal tracking number! I took it to Chet, but he said to leave it with the experts at Marshall.” Ken paused to take another gulp of beer before continuing. “I mean, he’s probably right, the risk of a total burn-though is minimal. But dammit Frank, that was Hal’s and my ass on the line on STS-3! At the very least, Jack and his crew deserve to know about it before they go up.”
Borman was looking grim, muttering under his breath. “‘Airplane-like operations’ my ass! We’d never put up with this sort of crap at Eastern!” He raised his gaze to meet Mattingly’s eyes. “Thanks for bringing this to me, Ken. You can tell the rest of the astronauts that this sort of thing is going to stop. I’ve been hearing too many stories of short-cuts in the program.”
“Listen,” Borman went on. “I think we need a comprehensive review of our manned space program. Even putting aside the human cost, if the President is serious about beating the Soviets to a moonbase, we can’t afford the sort of bad press and delays that an accident would cost us. So we need to find all these shortcuts and start devising fixes - or at least mitigations. And that should be led by someone who understands what it means to put their life in the hands of these systems, someone who knows and feels what an ‘acceptable risk’ really is - and what it isn’t.”
Mattingly’s face soured. “Why do I get the feeling I’ve just lost my flight status?”
Borman shook his head. “No, you’re still an astronaut, unless and until Hoot says otherwise. This needs to be done by an active astronaut. Marshall or the contractors can argue the toss with other engineers or bureaucrats, but they can‘t ignore an astronaut.”
Borman put out his hand. “Congratulations, Ken. You’ve just volunteered to head up the Manned Spaceflight Safety Taskforce.”
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Frank Frederick Borman II (March 14, 1928 – November 7, 2023)
Thomas Kenneth Mattingly II (March 17, 1936 – October 31, 2023)