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Issues Index | Next => Neil Alden Armstrong was born on his grandparents' farm near Wapakoneta, Ohio on this day in 1930. He went to his first air show at age two, took his first ride in a Ford Trimotor at six, and started taking flying lessons at fifteen. With that start, is it any wonder he was the first human to walk on the moon?
What is more difficult, to think of an encampment on the moon or of Harlem rebuilt? Both are now within the reach of our resources. Both now depend upon human decision and human will. If the cells and fibre in one human brain were all stretched out end to end, they would certainly reach to the moon and back. Yet the fact that they are not arranged end to end enabled man to go there himself. The astonishing tangle within our heads makes us what we are. Wit is the lightning of the mind, reason the sunshine, and reflection the moonlight. Go for the moon. If you don't get it, you'll still be heading for a star. So there he is at last. Man on the moon. The poor magnificent bungler! He can't even get to the office without undergoing the agonies of the damned, but give him a little metal, a few chemicals, some wire, and twenty or thirty billion dollars and, vroom! there he is, up on a rock a quarter of a million miles up in the sky. It's the opinion of some that crops could be grown on the moon. Which raises the fear that it may not be long before we're paying somebody not to.
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