On Monday of this week, we celebrated the historic first landing of the astronauts on the moon.
I grew up in New Jersey, so the landing took place about 11 at night and I was woken up by my mom (thank you, Mom!!! I remember being groggy but I still remember it!) to come downstairs on a hot and humid night to watch it.
Where were you?
I was at my grandmother's and remember standing outside on her steps with my dad, looking at the moon, and saying "I don't see anything." He rather exasperatedly said "Well you can't see them from here!!" I didn't think I'd see people, but I thought I'd see a dot moving across the moon.
I was only 7 years old!