We Choose The Moon is a real time rebroadcast of the Apollow 11 mission to the moon 40 years ago.
I grew up during the heyday of space exploration. Have vague memories of Mercury, active memories of Gemini, and distinct memories of Apollo. I grew up wanting to be an astronaut. I’m sure that I wasn’t alone. Estes rockets, model rockets, al things space pervaded my existence. I even earned the Space Merit Badge as a Boy Scout.
Other memories include the Apollo 1 disaster when:
Astronauts Lt. Col. Virgil I. Grissom, Lt. Col. Edward H. White, and
Roger B. Chaffee died when a flash fire swept through the spacecraft
during a launch pad test at Cape Canaveral, Fla., on Jan. 27, 1967.
Originally known as the AS-204 mission, it was renamed Apollo 1 in
honor of the crew.
The announcement was made on television through the simple showing of the teletypewriter message.
I never got to be an astronaut. Perhaps not having enough of the right stuff? But I do know that space motivated me going into the Air Force. Within the Air Force, I did get closer to space. Worked for one tour of duty around the Titan II launch system. Albeit for more sinister delivery purposes.
Forty years ago, I was in La Mesa, Californina – between the fifth and sixth grades. One small step daily. I started the sixth grade at Spring Valley Elementary school in Lemon Grove, finishing it at Bellevue Middle School in Pensacola, Florida. During the trip from California to Florida, we went by Houston to Mission Control and saw a moon rock.
Space seems common place now. But it isn’t. There are so many touchstones. Apollo 8, Apollo 11, Challenger, Columbia, Mars missions, Voyagers 1 & 2 on going missions.
Tang! Need I say more? Those of us of a certain age remember drinking Tang.
Space, the final frontier. These are the voyages of the Star Ship Enterprise.
I could probably go on for too long. I probably already have. So where do we go from here? What is our giant leap for mankind?
Will we remain forever timidly sequestered on this galatic oddity of life?
Are there others out there speaking to us right now in mediums we have yet to discover?
Are we the primitive race or the advanced culture?
Are we being listened too and the listeners are saying WHAT THE HELL?
Are we hearing already, and are not listening?
I don’t know and we as a human race need to decide are worthy of any leap of faith or will we remain forever confined by our smallness.
Forty years ago, we looked up.