56 Years Ago
Apollo 11 reached the moon and the following day man first stepped on the lunar surface. Like every kid born in the fifties and grew up in the sixties, I wanted to be an astronaut. Turns out doing that involved a lot of smarts and a lot of hard work and as it turned out I didn’t have either of those qualities. Apollo 11 happened on my and my siblings annual visit to our grandmother’s house and at the age of 14 I was allowed to stay up past bedtime to watch those blurry black and white images from nearly a quarter million miles away.
So yesterday when those memories resurfaced I decided to watch some space media to sort of honor those days fifty-six years ago. I didn’t search out documentaries, which I probably should have, but instead I watched some fluff on Apple TV+, first, the movie starring Scarlett Johansen and Channing Tatum, Fly Me To The Moon. Followed by the first 2 episodes of For All Mankind. I don’t know how long I’ll stick around for this one, I’m barely hanging on and there are 38 more episodes to go, plus 10 more for the 5th season yet to be released.
Maybe I’ll try some documentaries…




































