Another piece of my childhood has gone. With the passing of Neil Armstrong, a vivid childhood memory came back in to focus.
I clearly remember as a child, my father waking us at 4 or 4:30 in the morning to watch the Apollo missions. Back in the Sixties, space exploration was a huge deal. I was fortunate to have a dad who was just as excited about it as we kids were.
Rest in peace, Neil. And per your family's request...the next time I see the moon, I'll send a wink up to you.