Finally, somebody’s paying attention to the Moon landing, 40 years ago, today.
Over the past several years of blogs, I have tried to keep some remembrance of our most profound anniversary, a future holiday perhaps, on a par with the discovery and taming of fire: the species’ first extraterrestrial landing. (See 2001: A Space Odyssey for more on this.)
It’s especially poignant that Walter Cronkite died this weekend. Because I watched Walter that night, that July night in 1969, when Neil and Buzz walked on the face of the Moon. But it’s a lot bigger than that. Continue reading