There's something deeply special about asteroids, in part because we fear them. These are the bucking mechanical bulls of the cosmos, and we're reaching out to ride them, in order to collect their secrets of the origins of the universe. Hale-Bopp was spectacular because it was colored with a little fear, a little mystery, and awe. I'll be in my 70s when Hailey's Comet makes its way back to our view again in 2061, but I hope I can watch it with the same wonder as when I was a child—and I hope by then we'll have experienced an asteroid renaissance, to regain our dual-edged affection and dread toward those rocky bodies in outer space.