I remember getting bored with the picture quality, and I was 14. But we hung in there, the whole family...that's 6 kids and my parents in our small living room with one couch and one chair. We kids were used to sitting on the floor in those days. We all knew that Apollo 11 was the most exciting thing to happen in our lifetime...I mean, what kid isn't curious about the moon and the planets? Finally, Walter Cronkite....America's favorite and most trusted newsman...what's not to like?
At 7-years-old I remember sitting on the couch with my dad and fighting hard to stay awake. I remember a black and white TV that was a piece of furniture. Young as I was I knew this was a big deal. I knew it was huge.
I was 21 at the time. My mother and I watched the TV as she said she couldn't ever imagine a moon landing. I went outside at night and looked up at the moon, thinking that this was a new milestone in our civilization.
Age 9, having a blast playing in someone's backyard in a game. I do not remember the sport. All I remember is being annoyed that they stopped the game and dragged us into their living room, but later grateful for that. Later that week, I remember my father stunned that it happened at all.
That evening, looking up into the night sky, I wondered why I couldn't see the US flag, or small specks (the astronauts) on the surface of the moon. Only a child could imagine such. I crwaled into bed thinking that someday we might all be traveling to the moon.
I remember thinking "all the way up there?" I was 11 so it was amazing to me someone could fly that high, LOL. My Dad laughed when I asked him how they could fly a plane all the way there. It was amazing and bewildering to watch.