Day 8: This started out as a light day, with a happy suit-free Frank checking that Susan was ok about 5 times and Jim (now miserably in suit) complaining about the apricot bites. So business as usual.
But the whole mission was turned on its head by the news of the aborted Gemini VI launch. The VII crew actually saw the (non-) launch at the cape and then called Houston in a panic asking for information, with Elliot the one who calmed them down.
Just a couple of hours later, and after even more assurances that Wally and Tom were ok, Frank and Jim accomplished the new world record for manned space flight.
Hallelujah indeed. That night, “instead of counting sheep” as Frank put it, the crew calculated in their heads that they had completed 63.9% of their mission.