We’re in Houston visiting our daughter, son-in-law, and grandchildren. We visited the NASA Space Center. In watching the films about the Mercury and Apollo programs, I was filled with nostalgia. I lived through all of that and watched it unfold on live television.
I don’t miss the space programs–which I was way into as a kid–but what the films made me remember was the national unity we felt back then. Everybody, of all politics and stations in life, was fixated on those missions. I know, it was starting to come unravelled during the moon launches, what with the Viet Nam war, the Nixon presidency, and the generation gap. But seeing a human being step onto the moon was beyond all of that.