Who remembers what they were doing at the time?
In those years I was a member of a private musical and twirling organization for youth, called, The Weldonians. The night before, we had been on an outing, marching in some parade, or performing somewhere with the Show Band unit.
A dozen of us had a sleep-over at one member’s house in Fremont, California, so that we could all be together to watch the TV reports and feedbacks of the landing.
It was an exciting time.
I was 6 years old and had special permission from my Mom & Dad to stay up late and watch Neil step off the LM. I remember afterwards running out to the front porch and looking up at the moon to see if I could see the Astronauts getting out and walking around.
Tonight, at 10:59pm, I’ll raise a glass to toast those two brave Americans who made a Boy dream of better things to come. I’m still hoping for them to happen..........