It is my first memory of a major event. Forty years ago today, my
brother and a not-quite six-year old me were in my grandmother's
apartment in New York watching a small TV and seeing Neil Armstrong
stepping out on the moon. At the time I couldn't appreciate the
fulfillment of JFK's 1960 challenge and the technological achievements
that made it happen.
Years later I read Jules Verne's "From the Earth to the
Moon" from the prospective of a dream already happened. I once read in a Sci-Fi magazine that hundreds of stories were written about
a future moon landing, but none of them had it televised live.
I vaguely remember that day so long ago but in 1989 I watched the the
CBS rebroadcast of those day's events with Walter Cronkite. I had
watched Cronkite report from the Ford and Carter years through that
strange day that combined the inauguration of Ronald Reagan and the
release of the Iran hostages. In the fall of 1980 I was asked in an
interview by an MIT alum whom I wanted as president, not limited to
the current candidates, and I proposed Cronkite, generally regarded
then as the most trusted man in America. Choosing Cronkite possibly
cost me admission to MIT but I still believe him a better choice than
Carter, Reagan or John Anderson. My daughters would later know Cronkite as
Benjamin Franklin in the show Liberty Kids that Cronkite helped develop
to educate youngster about early American history.
We lost Walter Cronkite on Friday, that great newsmen that I
first remember seeing that moon landing day. And
that's the way it was, July 20, 1969.