Thank you to everyone who has shared with us their Moon Landing Memories, we have been inundated with text and images of how the Moon landings shaped or inspired you. There is still time to submit your memory to this crowd sourced campaign.
Here are a few of our favorite submissions so far:
“I was 15 years old. My parents had just taken us to a holiday chalet at Hayling Island, Hampshire to start our summer holidays. They were upset and annoyed when I insisted that I stayed up through the night to watch Apollo11. They had little interest. After a battle I won the right to stay up on the understanding I behave for the rest of the week. They went to bed thinking I would not stay awake. Imagine my joy, as Neil Armstrong stepped onto the moon, Mum and Dad joined me to watch. I said to myself, Mission accomplished!! As to newspaper cuttings, hope attached is helpful. I have saved a large collection at the time.”
“I lived in Liverpool, England and it was a few weeks after my 6th birthday. The night before I’d gazed up at the moon trying to spot Apollo 11 on it’s flight. It was late afternoon and my friends had knocked for me to go out and play football but I refused. I drew the lounge curtains and sat on the floor in front of our TV in darkness, mesmerized by the drama unfolding before me. I was spellbound and when I finally went to bed I looked up at the moon thinking maybe the world had changed forever and waved goodnight to the brave men I could not see.”
“Although not born when Neil Armstrong took those first steps on the moon, my grandfather used to talk about the amazing technology involved in getting to the moon. Years later, when I accompanied my own son to the Exploration Space exhibition at the Science Museum in London, I was in awe at the stories, images and replicas of the machines that took man to the moon, particularly the Eagle lunar lander and its flimsy appearance. This exhibition was the inspiration behind my first published books for children, May’s Moon – the story of a 13 year old boy’s dream of becoming the first child astronaut. I now run space workshops in schools and a book festivals and listen to astronauts whenever possible. My research has led me to revisit all of the footage and news coverage of the moon landings and every space film made since. I am excited about the growing interest in space exploration, STEM focus and the amazing opportunities for our children of today to get involved in the space industry. I will definitely be glued to a screen to watch our next human visit to the moon…and beyond.”
“The Autographed picture I was sent from the space agency…..1969′”
“A black and white TV, a seven year-old and a piece of wonder. That was my memory. The image from the moon showed movement. A white mass with a goldfish bowl head lumbered down a ladder in a blizzard. But I knew who this man in the space suit was, I heard his words as he stepped onto the moon and the world changed. No longer Earthbound, we were explorers again, cocking our nose at the safe and the ordinary.
My grandmother was dismissive of the whole venture in the way only the old can be. “All that way for a bit of dirt,” she sneered. However, we all watched and my granny held my hand as the footprints were made.
Before Apollo, I can remember nothing about wanting to work in science; after it, I can remember nothing else. Of course, manned spaceflight is not without its critics. The Apollo programme cost $25 billion (closer to $160 billion today). Just what could they have done with that money instead? Built hospitals, conquered hunger, cured cancer? Or they could have done what they did—built a dream. NASA’s audience that night was truly global, but I rather suspect they had me in mind. I think they knew that a seven year-old watching, squeezing his grandmother’s hand, would spend the rest of his life in science. And I think they knew that because of me, and the millions of others like me, it was probably money well spent.”