The launch of Apollo 8 was on the morning we left, so we delayed our start to see it. The cartoons that touted and mocked the inventions of the future were about to come true. All the scoffing about lunar travel and it’s impossibility silenced for all time.
Here we are now 45 years later. Our imagination seems to be gone. We don't aspire to the heavens, or even really to this earth. We seem to be bent on our own appetites and destruction. Maybe we can change.