We are fast approaching the 50th anniversary of the first visit by humans to a world other than the Earth. On July 16, 1969, Apollo 11 blasted off from Cape Canaveral, Florida carrying a 3-man crew (Michael Collins, Neil Armstrong, Edward "Buzz" Aldrin) . On July 20, Armstrong and Aldrin descended to the surface of the moon in the Lunar Module, making history and inspiring space geeks in my generation and generations to come.
Where were you?
What did it mean to you?
I remember watching the moon landing at my grandparents’ house. It was just after my third birthday. My grandparents had a finished basement and that room had a color television. My siblings and I were watching the landing.
I was four and, to be honest, I don't remember much about Apollo 11. Later Apollos, yes, but not 11. Guess I was too young and not the space geek I eventually became.
I believe that I was a twinkle in my Dad's eye
On holiday with my soon-to-be in-laws (and fiancé) in Wales. We watched the landing on a tiny black and white television but it was still an awesome achievement.
For the word of God is alive and powerful. It is sharper than the sharpest two-edged sword, cutting between soul and spirit, between joint and marrow. It exposes our innermost thoughts and desires. Hebrews 4:12
I was ten and watched the landing at home on a black and white TV. I had not seen colour then and so it was simply wonderful. I remember being transfixed for hours.
"Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it." George Santayana
