Forty years ago today man landed and walked on the moon. What an amazing triumph that was for humanity. It’s hard to believe that it has been that long and even harder to believe that we’ve not been back since December of ‘72. I was still in diapers when Cernan and Schmitt of Apollo 17 launched off the desolate lunar landscape for the last time.
We learned a great deal in low earth orbit, but it is time that we return to that bright lunar orb hanging so precariously in the night sky. I hear people ask why we should bother going back. I usually answer with a question. When you gaze up at the moon on a clear night, do you not wonder in amazement. Do you wish you could wander across its craters in the blistering heat of the day cycle? Mind you, you’d be dead within a millisecond without a space suit not to mention the boiling temps of day and the frigidness of night. 
The moon was and is a stepping stone. We need to start leaping across the giant pond that is the cosmos. We are resilient and smart little feckers. If we work together, we can widen our scope and really shake up the place.
Anyone have any memories they would like to share?
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I was 8 or 9 at the time, laid out in the hospital again during one of my several bad bouts of rheumatic fever. Even with the high fever I distinctly remember sitting up in bed with my eyes fixed on the TV that hung up on the wall near the ceiling. And every nurse, candy stripper and doctor that were momentarily free during that historic event were either standing in my room or sitting on my bed watching that first step.
Something I’ll never forget not just for what I was seeing on that television set but realizing now how much it meant to all those people that crowded into my small room in order to spend that moment in time with a sick kid.
All I can say, even today, is wow.
@Kirk M. Welcome! Wow. That was a momentous moment for America and humanity. I bet that was a great highlight to your stay in the hospital. I spent quite a lot of time in the hospital as a kid too.
I remember where I was and what I was doing when Challenger blew up. My science class was watching it live with hundreds of thousands of other students. That horrific accident set NASA back a decade.
We will get there though. If anything can be said about the human spirit, it’s that we are resilient and determined.
Thanks for sharing, Kirk.
Sorry Hon. I’m so late getting around to blogs and playing big catch up today. I was in the science lab, year 7 at Donvale High School in Melbourne. Very memorable. The moonwalk pics came from OZ and were first formatted upside down so we got to see it a nano second before the rest of the world! Cheers