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“We Have a Liftoff”
45 years ago today, Neil Armstrong and Apollo 11 crew head out for their launch to the moon.
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I remember this so well! My parents invited another family over and we kids all stayed up to watch Neil Armstrong set foot on the moon. On a black-and-white TV in the living room (the old days!) Made me want to be an astronaut. Interestingly, I drove through his hometown over the weekend (Wapakoneta, Ohio)–the airport is named after him and there is also a museum.
It was such a moment of triumph for the U.S. It seems really far away now.
I’m going off subject – and have a question if you are a happy single person? As in being satisfied on your own.
Maybe you have written the answer in a earlier post, but I’m a new reader of your blog.
Chari, thanks for writing. It’s such a big question. The short answer is yes. But for more detail, check out this article from the Washington Post http://goo.gl/yDpSBd I hope you keep reading, because all of us on FPS are tackling this question all the time.
Thank you for your short answer about being a happy single person.
I also read the article -for the long answer.
I’m in my early 30’s and have been longing for a “proper” relationship since I was about 15… And it hasn’t happen. And it’s OK, after some soul searching and reading books on the topic, I decided to not waste another day on this very time consuming longing.
And I realised that I’m happy and if I meet “him” great! If not also great!
🙂
One little fun thing about being single is that I take a small pleasure in being seen as a threat to the wife when I speak to somebodys husband. It happens almost all the time at social gatherings.
I’m not suggesting anyone should give up on the longing, or the pursuit of a satisfying romantic relationship. But at the same time, it’s really important to enjoy your life, as it currently is.
I was around for it, but I don’t remember it specifically. I was only 3 years old at the time.
But I had a daily reminder of it throughout my youth – my dad worked for the space program, and he worked on every manned space project from Mercury into the first years of the Space Shuttle program. He retired after working on the Space Shuttle Columbia (and it was a very tearful day in my home the day Columbia broke apart over Texas – as a family, we had years invested in her). He even got to meet Neil Armstrong once. (My godfather also worked for most of his career on the space program – from Mercury through the Space Shuttle Atlantis.)
My daily reminder was in the form of a Neil Armstrong poster in my bedroom. My dad got it for free from work. I was the only girl in my neighborhood with NASA posters in her bedroom. They were later replaced with Shaun Cassidy, lol.
That’s quite a legacy, Stacey.
I have to qualify my yes answer by saying I was only four months old at the time. However, your question didn’t ask whether I was old enough to remember it only whether I was around for it.
I was old enough that I should remember it. But it’s weird. I really don’t.
I was a wee baby when the Apollo 11 astronauts landed on the moon. By my mother’s account, I was propped up on the couch facing the TV “watching” with her history being made.
That sounds exactly like something I would do if I had a child, lol.
The ultimate in event television
My mom said she was on her way to see Italy with some family friends–my parents were dating & not yet married–they had to ask the hotel for a television to see the moon landing.
Very sweet memory.
I have a vivid memory of that day. I was 7 years old, and while my family were gathered around our black & white TV, my father was trying to take pictures of the TV screen as the landing and moon walk was happening. Oh, and my father happened to be wearing his typical lounging around the house uniform – BVDs, or funky drawers as my mom would say, and his favorite USC sweatshirt. I get this picture in my head every time the moon landing comes up.
Very vivid description. Love it!
I watched it from my landlady’s dining room in Germany. She knew it was epic & fed me Hasenpfeffer with purple cabbage while I watched.
Hasenpfeffer?