That's the LM on the left and either Buzz or Neal on the right. Poloroid = 1960s VCR.
Posted on 07/20/2019 7:06:19 AM PDT by Skooz
My dad was USAF, stationed at Minot AFB, ND.
I was a 9 year-old space nerd. Most of my friends were also space nerds and we followed the Apollo program closely.
During the summer, the housing area was crawling with kids all day until the sun set about 10:00 pm. Every house had at least one kid, and most had 2 or 4. The winters were harsh, so we took full advantage of the summers and stayed outside as much as possible. GREAT place to grow up. The best.
The evening of July 20, 1969, I was playing with some friends and one by one they headed home to watch the moon walk. I walked home and sat on my dad's Ford Falcon, head down and listening to the news cast on a transistor radio my grandma had given me.
After 30 minutes or so I looked up and was amazed. The neighborhood that a few minutes before had been overflowing with people -- kids playing, moms gathered in groups chatting, dads washing cars--- was a ghost town. Empty. Not a soul. Not even a cat. Nothing. It was still and void. I had never seen it like that. I felt like the last person on earth.
That was when I went inside and sat down in front of the TV with my family. And like everyone else, watched Aldrin and Armstrong walk on the moon.
Watching the moon walk.
My parents demanded we stay up and watch it. They said it was history in the making and they wanted us to see it.
Thing is, I would have begged to stay up and probably done so even if they said no, so I needed no convincing.
Dong Tam, Vietnam
I was the ticket taker at the Star Lite Drive-In Theater in Fargo N.D. The manager of the theater (and the Moon Lite in Moorhead, MN) came to the ticket booth and said “We are on the moon.” Mr. Lester Lucas was my first boss and one of the very best I have had.,
I was in the Central Highlands of Vietnam trying to stay alive while some guy was walking on the Moon. Quite a contrast, wouldn’t you say?
I was 12. Our family was vacationing on Cape Cod with my dad’s brother and his family. All 15 of us were huddled to watch around a small TV with aluminum foil on the rabbit ears to try to improve the reception.
Assorted molecules and atoms that were widely scattered.
I was almost 3. I recall seeing it, but I don’t know if it was live, or a replay later.
Sitting in the back seat of Dad’s 1961 Chrysler Windsor somewhere between Desert Center and Indio on our way home from a ski weekend at Lake Havasu
I was an oil company kid in Tripoli, Libya watching on the only TV channel we had, broadcast from Wheelus AFB, just outside Tripoli.
Getting ready to enter the Marine Corps. Remember it well.
After church that Sunday, I spent hours in my Oldsmobile “88 Holiday Coupe” listening to the radio, to what was happening on the Moon, in preparation to Armstrong’s moonwalk that night.....which I viewed on TV.
That's the LM on the left and either Buzz or Neal on the right. Poloroid = 1960s VCR.
I was 7 months old. May parents tell me I was watching the moon landing on TV. I can’t remember.
Goose AFB Labrador. No live coverage at that time.
Vacationing in DC, watching it with my two friends in the motel room.
I was feeling guilty about the lack of diversity at NASA
Sitting in the basement with my family watching it on Black and White TV. I was 10 at the time.
I was a pre teens. Probably saw it but don’t remember which apollo moon landing I saw. It was on all THREE channels so we had to watch it.
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