Guy just shared quite a short reminiscence of his own Apollo 11 memories (great story, Guy), so it seems appropriate to share mine. ...... In those days, I worked and traveled as a musician. It just so happens that in the summer of 1969, I was working in Titusville and Cocoa Beach, Florida. My rented apartment was on U.S. 1(?), a two- lane highway directly across from the Cape. In the days leading up to the launch, I just had to stand in my yard to watch the Saturn rollout from the V.A.B. Even at a distance of 10 miles, that rocket was enormous. The crowds began to pour in about a day before launch time. By nightfall, they were parked 3-deep on each side of the highway for the entire 20 miles between Titusville and Cocoa. The road was closed and became the biggest block party I've ever seen. People set their grills up in the middle of the highway, sharing meals and wandering around meeting other people from around the country. They slept in their cars, in the road and in yards. It was a very different America in those days. Not perfect by any means, but certainly less suspicious of itself. I didn't see anything but happy, excited behavior. Focus was not on the war, not on politics, but on one hell of a ride that three brave men were about to take. On launch day, the largest-ever gathering of lawn chairs in history was facing the Cape. Small televisions popped up and were plugged into drop cords up and down the strip. The launch ritual proceeded and the Saturn V gradually rose into the air--in silence. It took nearly a minute for the sound to reach the highway. When it finally got to us, the ground shook underfoot. The day had a bit of overcast, so the rocket was nearly out of sight by then. The rumble continue for a while, and then the party was over. I sat in my yard over the next several hours and watched the largest traffic jam I've ever seen. Then it was over. The remainder of the mission was played out with scratchy audio and grainy video images. But what a show. What a show. Michael Carnes home.earthlink.net/~MichaelCarnes
What a nice memory! Thanks for reminding us of an America that knew where it was going. -- Joe
PS: I mean, thanks to both Guy and Michael! Any other reminiscences of that day? -- Joe
"Oh, the places you'll go..." I was just a 15-year-old punk, hanging out in the dense jungles of suburban Salt Lake City. Our whole family, along with my mother's parents, stayed glued to the TV all day. I remember that NASA had planned for Neil and Buz (one Z or two?) to stay in the lander on the surface for quite some time before opening the hatch to allow Neil to descend the ladder. How surprised we were when NASA decided that there was no need for the wait. (Quite a contrast to today's situation with the shuttle, no?) Two-second delay in communications, grainy B&W video, and wondering for days what the hell Neil actually said when he planted his foot on the surface...certainly was a grand time. One vivid memory was of CBS reporting on a guy who had made a 10,000-to-one bet with a bartender in London during WW2. He bet that the US would land a someone on the Moon by 1970. I may have forgotten the details, but I believe he bet one dollar. He traveled to London and indeed collected on his bet - the barkeep was still alive and apparently working in the same place. So, any bets on when the US will put someone on Mars? ----- Original Message ----- From: "Joe Bauman" <bau@desnews.com> To: "Utah Astronomy" <utah-astronomy@mailman.xmission.com> Sent: Thursday, July 21, 2005 8:23 AM Subject: Re: [Utah-astronomy] Apollo 11 | PS: I mean, thanks to both Guy and Michael! Any other reminiscences | of that day? -- Joe | | _______________________________________________ | Utah-Astronomy mailing list | Utah-Astronomy@mailman.xmission.com | http://mailman.xmission.com/cgi-bin/mailman/listinfo/utah-astronomy | Visit the Photo Gallery: http://www.utahastronomy.com | | ______________________________________________________________________ | This e-mail has been scanned by Cut.Net Managed Email Content Service, using Skeptic(tm) technology powered by MessageLabs. For more information on Cut.Nets Content Service, visit http://www.cut.net | ______________________________________________________________________ | |
I was not quite eleven years old, and glued to a black & white TV (in a wooden cabinet!) in the living room of my parents' house on the east side of Salt Lake. As usual, I couldn't get my obnoxious little sisters to SHUT UP, put down the Barbie dolls, take that ridiculous dress off the cat, and show some respect for the incredible event that Walter Cronkite was doing his best to tell us about. My Edmund 4.25" reflector was set-up next to the TV, and I had carefully-built plastic scale models of the Saturn-V, and Apollo spacecraft arrainged in a little shrine. I was absolutely sure that day that I was destined to be an astronaut, but then I think every ten-year-old in the world with access to a TV had similar thoughts.
Joe Bauman wrote: PS: I mean, thanks to both Guy and Michael! Any other reminiscences of that day? -- Joe
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