Below: Photo of brooch.
I remember it well!!…the first landing, not the brooch! And yes, it was something special to be witnessing…and somehow you seemed to sense it even then, at that young age.
What a special keepsake…the brooch, as well as the memories! That was quite thoughtful of your grandmother to think to mark the event with a gift of the sort!
Thanks for sharing.
Paula, were there ever thoughts of becoming an astronaut?
I remember it. That brooch is a touch bizarre to say the least. I love it.
THAT is one funky and cool broach! I think you need to right a wrong and start wearing it.
Thank God for Grandmas.
And you can right the wrong of my misspelling of BROOCH, too!
Debbie: I think I recall a bunch of us kids out in the front yard playing tag and stuff, waiting for the parents to call us in when they actually stepped out. That was around 10 pm, I think (yes?). I always have memories of this taking place in the wee hours of the morning, but that makes sense if the broadcast went on for several hours, showing the astronauts doing various things (mostly running, if I remember!)
Jazz: It is odd, isn’t it? I haven’t found any like it when I’ve looked online. Can’t be one-of-a-kind. So were you watching the Moon Show in Canada, too, Jazz?
Barbara: Oh, cripes! How is it spelled? Oh…Seems there are different spellings for it. So your’s is acceptable after all…I think!
No, Paula, I was the one who misspelled it, not you!
Barbara: Yes…At first I thought you meant me. But then saw you meant you. But your’s is correct as well, so I don’t need to change it. : D
I vaguely remember watching it on TV. We boldly went where no man had gone before. Then we stopped.
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