Apollo 11 Memory
I was 21 at the time and was with my dad in their living room, watching this incredible event unfold. My dad was a World War II veteran, who had jumped into France at night, right before the D-Day Invasion. I looked over at him, and this strong, brave man was quietly weeping. He had been a Buck Rogers fan as a child, and to see such a real event unfold was a dream come true.