Ten…Nine…Eight…Three…Two…One…Those were the longest ten seconds of my life. Today’s the sixteenth of July 1969, 8:32AM and Apollo 11 has taken off under clear skies from Cape Kennedy Florida, destination, the moon. Our lives are at the hands of thousands of scientists and many years of research. Piloted by a three-man crew, lead by me, Neil Armstrong. I’m not mad, I just have a dream, a dream since I was two, when my father took me to the National Air Races. From that day I ate, slept, and dreamt of flying. At age fifteen, I began my flying lessons. While other boy’s my age were learning to drive, I was learning to fly. I even achieved my pilot’s license before my drivers. Some people feel happy on the ground, but I was just the opposite of that. My happy place was flying, in the sky, with my Aeronca Champions Airplane. In 1949 I would be called to the navy, and I wouldn’t have had it any other way. Through the navy I began studying aeronautical engineering and graduated from Purduc University where I received my bachelor’s in aeronautical engineering. I felt as if something was missing from my life. In 1962 I was one of the nine astronauts to be accepted by NASA to be part of President Kennedy’s plan to land an American on the mo
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I surrounded in total darkness, I just lay back and listen to the power of the engine and soak up the phenomenon that we are going where no man has gone before. Eight hundred and twenty miles from Hawaii, in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, I think to myself, earth has its paradises too. July 24, 1969, 11:21AM back on earth, back to reality, back home. The Eagle is separating from Columbia and we have to dock the space craft head to head. ” (Tribune, 3) My right foot touched the surface first them my left. So I wipe the sweat off my forehead and give a reassuring look to Buzz, giving me the thumbs up we get back on track. Lunar Module Pilot, be we just call him “buzz”, and Michael Collins Command Module Pilot. Right now many things are going through my mind, yet my body is focusing on what I’m supposed to do and I’m pushing all the right buttons. This, this is what I wanted to do, no doubt ever, since I was two this is what God had put me on this earth to do, and there wasn’t a doubt in my mind I wasn’t going to came through. I felt like I was walking on the clouds of heaven, at this moment I turned into the little excited two year old at the National Air Races, jumping and flying in the air. I remember my fathers old saying, “take a step for others and then yourself. Buzz then explains we only have five minutes of flying fuel left in the craft. At this very moment, my whole flying career flashes by my eyes, I started to panic, and then… I received a radio message that the threat isn’t a problem and we can continue.
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