And I'm not talking about waking-up and going to get the paper in our bedroom slippers. Real stuff. Like walking on the Moon. Or rescuing horses.
It's just that our trajectories were different. God Bless Edgar Mitchell, who appears to be aging.
Okay. Thanks.
” Real stuff. Like walking on the Moon. Or rescuing horses.”
I do not get how walking on the moon and rescuing horses relate. These seem to be worlds apart to me. How is one like the other? Rescuing horses advances mankind? How?