It seems like I only wrote this yesterday! I drove past my old home the other day, and that playroom has been turned back into a formal entry!
Originally posted on More Notes From the Refrigerator Door:
….Forty years ago, tomorrow??? Do you remember? It’s one of the seminal ones, folks. Forty years ago– July 20, 1969–mankind stood shoulder to shoulder, that summer of love, in front of grainy black and white televisions, witnessing the impossible, the improbable, the unbelievable.
Three American men traveled to the moon. A human stood on the moon’s surface, planted a flag and left footprints.
Pretty heady stuff. Do you remember where you were?
My memory of the lunar landing is 100% wrapped up inside an incredibly real dream that I had as a child of 4 1/2 years of age.
The only television set that we owned was kept in the playroom. The playroom was next to the kitchen; it had it’s own formal front door entrance from our front porch. Like all the other rooms in that house on Ellicott Place, the playroom had many incarnations during my life. At…
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