From Letters to my Mother. It was July 20, 1969. We knew of the moon - of course - but a spaceship? On the moon? A spaceship from America. On a moon, on a television.
I love the detail. I have no memory of the first moon landing... I would have been aged 3 and a half-ish. But your story brought back lovely memories of a year or so later walking to school with the other kids from my street. Such an accomplishment of independence.
So few kids walk to school here now - especially not in California. They are afraid of being snatched! We were afraid of nothing when we were kids - so innocent.
Looking forward to connecting with you down here in the comments! I would love to hear where you were during that week in July, 1969!
I love the detail. I have no memory of the first moon landing... I would have been aged 3 and a half-ish. But your story brought back lovely memories of a year or so later walking to school with the other kids from my street. Such an accomplishment of independence.
So few kids walk to school here now - especially not in California. They are afraid of being snatched! We were afraid of nothing when we were kids - so innocent.
A purple velvet couch! Wow!! Your summer house sounds divine. Thank you so much for your comment Deb!