Training consumed all the astronauts’ lives. By now, some of them were struggling in their marriages; the demands of the job, and the easy availability of women on the road, put a strain on their relationships. For Lovell and Borman it was different. Neither man caroused or stayed out late—not just because it wasn’t the right thing to do, but because neither had the impulse to do it. They were in love with their wives—their best friends—women who’d loved them since the days when they were nothing but dreams, their lives just a blur of military base transfers.
