Forty years ago today — when I was about 10-years old — I watched the first person set foot on the moon.
I remember I was in a pub in Ireland of all places (foretelling of things to come, no doubt <smile>).
Everyone was gathered around a smallish black & white television set with a very grainy picture. All the adults were glued to the tube in a way I had never seen before.
I didn’t really understand the significance of the event…
… but — even at 10-years old — I knew it was the most important thing I had ever witnessed.
I wonder — after all these years — in terms of audacity of project and shear magnitude of what it took to accomplish — if it may still be the most important thing I have ever witnessed?