<p>What is your first memory of Man on the Moon?</p>
<p>Sad news… RIP, my space hero.</p>
<p>I was still in school and remember my Mum allowing me to stay up (on my own - no one else was interested) until the early hours of the morning (I lived in England) to watch the landing and the first steps. I wanted to be an astronaut for a while.</p>
<p>I was 13 and writing an exam question at school about Thomas Becket, the murdered Archbishop of Canterbury. I remembered EVERYTHING about him except his name ‘Becket’ so I wrote he … he … he … he throughout the paper.</p>
<p>Then another teacher came into the classroom and said ‘a man has walked on the moon’.</p>
<p>This shocked me enough to remember Becket, so I crossed out all the ‘he’ and wrote in the name.</p>
<p>I was 13 and going with a friend and her recently divorced father and his new (or maybe not so new) romantic interest to the beach for a week. My parents, really into the space program, were concerned about me missing this event. My friend’s father had the radio on the whole car trip so I could hear what was happening. It wasn’t a big deal to them. I really wanted to go to the moon. I thought we all would have done so by now.</p>
<p>I was at summer camp - no tvs, no radios, no telephones - but they brought in a radio and let us stay up late to hear the moon landing. A few days later my dad sent photos he’d taken of the tv screen so I could “see” the historic moment.</p>
<p>I’m sad about how NASA has been defunded and marginalized over the years.</p>
<p>I had just turned 7 years old. I remember being allowed to stay up later than usual, squeezing in a small space on our green vinyl sofa w/ my older sibs and parents in our small family room. The room was totally dark except for the glow of the TV. Don’t know why they had all the lights off…guess it made our black and white tv’s picture brighter.</p>
<p>We were at the beach (as usual) that summer and watched the very grainy images of the first steps on our B&W television set.</p>
<p>1969 was a very interesting summer … Apollo 11 … Blind Faith’s first gig in Hyde Park … Stonewall Riots in NYC … Brian Jones died … Chappaquiddick incident … Tate / LaBianca murders … Hurricane Camille … Lt. Calley charged … Flight 853 crash … and Woodstock (which I attended).</p>
<p>As I say, a very, very interesting summer.</p>
<p>We were visiting my grandmother. Before they were getting out of the LEM, Dad suddenly said, “Okay, let’s go”. We were upset, but he sped home and we got to see the whole thing at home. It was exciting.</p>
<p>I was at camp also. One of the girls in my cabin had smuggled in her transistor radio so we all pressed our heads together around the tiny speaker after “lights out” so that we could hear .</p>
<p>I was on Cape Cod with a friend and her family when they landed on the moon. RIP Neil.</p>
<p>We were at our beach house. My parents had several couples visiting for the weekend. All the adults were smoking and drinking whiskey sours. We were all gathered around the small television. I remember being disappointed and frustrated by the blurry images, yet it was all so cool.</p>
<p>I was 6 and trying sooooo hard to stay awake. I remember having my head on my mom’s lap on the couch, the one with the wooden frame and brown cushions.</p>
<p>I was 17 and supposed to be going out on a date. I remember standing in the family room of my parents’ house waiting to watch the moon landing. I refused to leave the house until I got to see it. I was late for the date. The relationship didn’t last. :)</p>
<p>I was working at the snack bar of a highway restaurant and someone had brought in a TV. Everyone, customers and workers, were enthralled with the images on the small screen, black-and-white set, I remember them vividly. Then, back to work.</p>
<p>I don’t remember the actual landing itself. I was 7, and my parents were not the type to allow staying up late for anything (or to even discuss outside current events like that much). I can remember moonwalks in the next couple of years; they would take us out of class in school and sit us in a large open area of the hall with a big black & white TV on a rolling stand in front of us. One of the boys in my class wrote to NASA and got a big envelope of 8 1/2 x 11 signed color photos of many of the astronauts. I was very jealous, and immediately wrote for my own. Never got a thing back… not sure if they had stopped sending them, or didn’t send them to girls, or what.</p>
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<p>Ah, the summer of '69, the summer of man on the moon, the Manson gang murders and Woodstock. In another few weeks I was headed to my freshman year of college.
I remember staying up late (Eastern time) to watch it. Got goosebumps. The first time a human had set foot on another celestial body.</p>
<p>I was 14. I watched for hours on TV, alone. I was the only person in my family who was interested. </p>
<p>And then, within a year or so, no one cared about the moon anymore. That seemed so weird.</p>
<p>Poor Neil. There was no way they were ever going to let him fly again. It would have been too much of a PR problem if he had gotten killed on a later mission.</p>
<p>I was 8 and going into 3rd grade in July 1969. My dad was (and still is) a huge astronomy fan and still teaches elementary and middle school kids about the stars. He was so incredibly excited about Apollo 11.</p>
<p>My parents splurged (and with five kids on an Army captain’s salary, it was a BIG extravagance) and bought a 27" color TV so we could watch the moon landing and walk. Of course, it was shown in B&W, but the reception was much better on the new TV. My folks let us stay up to watch it – Dad drilled in our heads how momentous an occasion this was. I remember being really afraid for the Apollo 13 astronauts when they ran into trouble and spent a lot of time listening to the news.</p>
<p>Sorry to say, but I associate that historic day with my very first “real date” the night before. In my mind, Neil Armstrong is forever linked with cute Mike. :o</p>