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I was on a trip with my family to Northern Idaho, where may oldest son was attending a huge scout jamboree. We listened to the moon landing on the car radio and were we ever excited. We were so proud of our country that day. Why has it been all those years since the last landing and we haven't gone back?

I was being trying to sneek a peek at the TV coverage at my babysitters house. I could not understand why we had to go to bed, when something so exciting was happing to all of us. But I do remember via the snow filled TV set the landing just like it was yesterday even though I was only able to view it thru a crack in a door.

We sat around our old black and white television and watched the whole thing. I had just celebrated my twelveth birthday and my burning question for my parents was: "Okay, now when are we going to go to Mars?" I never thought that forty years would come and go with no visit to another planet.

I was told at the tender age of ten that the moon landing was filmed in Hollywood.

I remember this time as the Zenith of American Culture. My father, with one job, could raise his family comfortably. This was when America over came challenges and didn't while: it will never work. We believed in the values of science and technologies. We valued fairness, intellectualism, education and tried to become elite at what ever we tried.

American business once cared about America. This was before greed and the god almighty profit outsourced American jobs, justified by bottom lines. American had pensions, health care and they were valued as employees.

Communities were like villages were people felt they had ownership in a common future.

Stores were an extension of the village and e coli was unheard of, as was streets full of homeless or people hawking their lives on corners trying to survive.

I was age 4 1/2 in July 1969. One of my earliest memories is of my parents sitting me down in front of the black and white television and telling me to watch men landing on the moon.

I remember them emphasizing for me to remember this day because it was such a historic event: the first time that any human being had stepped onto another world besides our own.

I also recall over the next few years as more Apollo missions returned to the moon in the early 1970s. There was NOTHING America could not do, and there was no one else in the world that could do the things that America was doing.

Oh how times have changed. America is in decline, we are no longer the envy of the world, and the N. Koreans are firing ballistic missiles on our Independence Day, flaunting the fact that we cannot stop them from ignoring our warnings.

India and China are mocking our economy, and own more of America than America does. There are still some things that are great about America but the gap has narrowed - soon we won't be the only superpower.

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I was 17 years old attending the 1969 National Scout Jamboree near Coeur d'Alene, Idaho, walking with a couple of other boys from our troop down a wide lane with exciting exhibits on either side. Suddenly we noticed up ahead a big crowd of people straining to see something. We hurried over to find everyone watching a large TV, and Neil Armstrong was just climbing down the stairs of the Lunar Lander. We watched in awe as he took his first historic step. We were really lucky to be there at the exact right time and returned to our camp to brag about what we had just witnessed.

At the end of the Jamboree at a campfire program attended by some 20,000 Scouts, we heard a greeting from Eagle Scout Neil Armstrong beamed down live to us from the moon.

It was an event I'll never forget: both the Moon landing and the Jamboree.

I was 10, I watched the whole Apollo 11 mission incessantly and was inspired to study and aim high. Kids back then wanted to be astronauts. It was an event that united the whole world because we saw pictures of people watching TV's in various countries around the world. It was a rare moment in human history where we all watched and hoped for the same thing.

I have to disagree with "Anonymous" because the moon landing was a rare positive event with all the turmoil of the assassinations in '68, Vietnam War, Cold War, etc., it was not an idyllic time for our country. Look up ITT from the period and you will see an example of rampant corporate greed.

I think that is precisely why we enjoyed the moment so much - it came in the midst of a lot of crises.

I was 13 and on my way home from a camping trip in McCall, Idaho. Our group listened to it on the car radio and I remember Neil Armstrongs famous statement as if it were yesterday. I couldn't wait to get home and watch it on television.

I was nineteen and living in the dorms at Ricks College in Rexburg, Idaho while learing the Norwegian language in preparation for a mission to Norway. There were other young men and women there learning Danish, Swedish, Dutch, Finnish as well as Norwegian. On July 20th we received permission to watch the televised moon landing and subsequent moon walk. I had a Polaroid Camera with black and white instant film that captured two great photos as Niel Armstrong stepped out of the lunar lander onto the surface of the moon. Happy to send them to you if you are interested.

Astronauts and anything to do with space was my childhood obsession. When JFK said we were actually going to the moon I believed him. As the Apollo program prepared to land the first man on the moon, I was determined to enjoy every part of it. I soaked up stories and photos from Life Magazine and even built my own Apollo model. As each Apollo mission came closer and closer to the actual landing it only magnified the excitement and anticipation. So where was I when Apollo 11 landed on the moon? I was at Scout Camp. There was no TV and I was going to miss seeing the greatest achievement in the history of mankind. I was not a happy camper until someone hooked up a radio around the outside mess area. About 100 scouts and leaders gathered around to listen to history being made. I remember listening to Walter Cronkite and mission specialists describe each and every detail as it happened. When I heard Neil Armstrong say his immortal words upon stepping on the moon, it could not have been any more exciting or real to me if I had seen it on TV that day.

Yes, I remember ! We lived in Ohio and we had just sanded and refinished our hardwood floors. Everything had been moved to the basement & in that crowded space of stacked boxes & furniture, we sat on the edge of the bed and that event became part of our history as well.

Summer Music Theater-SIU-Carbondale,IL-The Unsinkable Molly Brown

The performance was interrupted- black and white TVs were rolled on to the stage.
Performers and audience watched one of the greatest moments of our lives.

I was living in London at the time of the first moon landing. Where ever I went for the next few weeks, people would convey their congratulations to America for this accomplishment to me. I realized this was something big, as the English rarely had anything good to say about America during this "Vietnam Era" of our history. They were particularly tickled that we had beat the Russians there first.

My father worked for NASA at that time so anything and everything to do with space was a big deal to our family. We watched everything from beginning to end. He used to bring home mockups of the capsules for us to play in. We were all glued to our TV for the moon landing. Yes, my dad was a rocket scientist!

I had received my draft notice a few days earlier. Some friends and I went water skiing. We returned to one of the girls homes where we watched the grainy black and white television coverage. I remember thinking what a great achievement this was.

I remember my mother getting my siblings and myself out of bed to allow us watch it on TV. Because I was only 4 1/2 yrs old at time I didn't realize what a big deal it was for mankind (partly because of my age and also because I thought that people had always been traveling to the moon). But it is one of my earliest childhood memories.

I was 16, and the proud new holder of a drivers license. It was a hot summer night and I passed up a date with a cute girl in order to sit in front of our black and white television, the one that had to be whacked periodically to stop the picture from flipping, and enjoy coverage of that great moment in history.

I lived in Mississippi in 1969, and remember July 20 only because Mom made my big sister and I come in from playing to watch this "historic moment".

We sat in the living room around the black and white tv console and whined about having to stop our game, only to watch some men in weird white suits walk on the moon. So unfair!

After a quick lecture with statements like "your kids will read about this in history books" and "you'll remember this all your life", we were finally allowed to go outside and play again. Sheesh! That took forever!

At age 5 I was unimpressed, but at age 45 I am so grateful that Mom made us come in to witness that great day in our nation's history.