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I have often written that 1969 was my favorite year … and explained why.
As a start, it was epic from a news viewpoint.
Neil Armstrong walked on the moon in July 1969. I watched it. I had a baby that year and it might not have made the networks, but it was big news at my house.
So, as a new mother, I got to see Neil Armstrong walk on the moon. A real live guy walking — leaping — on the moon! We viewed it on CBS. It was obvious Walter Cronkite wanted to be up there with Neil and the rest of Apollo 11. He could barely control his excitement. He was nearly in tears. Me too.
The great Arthur C. Clarke was his guest for that historic news event. Neil Armstrong died a couple of years ago, an honorable man and a true American hero.
How I envied him his trip to the moon. I always tell Garry that if the Mother Ship comes and offers me a trip to the stars, I’m outta here. Maybe there would be room for him, too and we could travel together to the stars. Our final vacation. I hope the seats have better leg room than what we usually get.
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Thank you. Garry liked this one too — and he rarely tells me I’ve done something special. Husbands give compliments on an “as needed” basis I think 🙂 I think how the times have changed and not in ways I would ever have predicted. I try not to let it get to me, but it kind of does.
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Times have been changing since the first man walked the earth. Sometimes we get it right, more often, we make more mistakes we can (hopefully) learn from.
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Thank you 🙂
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Thanks, Michael 🙂
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One gets these so-convincing articles insisting that we were all duped and that the moon landing didn’t happen. Actually, for a generation, it happened even if it didn’t happen, but I happen to be convinced it happened!
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