I know few men older than Major Tom Rogers, and most of them are members of my family. He was a hotshot young pilot in 2170, when he secured a position as pilot aboard one of NASA’s Vulcan Missions. They were the last, grand venture of that old agency, and it was shut down entirely not long after. But the Vulcan Missions continued to outpace the news of their dissolution all the way to their destination. The Wall was our name for the bubble of debris hundreds of lightyears across, the surviving shockwave of an ancient supernova still spreading out around our region of the galaxy. No ship could pass through it in hyperspace safely, and it would take decades to pass through in normalspace. The Vulcan Missions were sent to find a way through, and Major Tom Rogers did not disappoint. He flew the NASA rocket ship Independence Seven through The Wall in 2205 and ushered in a new age for all of mankind.