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Wednesday, 1 February 2012
Early Memories - UK III
Unlike my other early memories, this one can be matched to an exact date; the 20th July 1969, which would make me five (and the all-important third) years old. The event was man's first landing on the Moon.
In all there were 6 manned landings which means that only 12 people have ever had the privilege of looking back at the Earth from the moon's surface.
I remember watching the Eagle landing, and Armstrong descending the ladder and making his famous "this is one small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind" speech. I can also remember watching splash down several days later.
People talk about those momentous events where everyone knows where they were and what they were doing when they heard the news. I believe there have been three such events in my life, The moon landing, Princess Diana's death and the events of 9/11.
The poem below records my memory of the first of these three. I hope you enjoy it.
Early Memories – UK III
Mum and Dad let us stay up
to watch it on TV.
We snuggled round the living room
as Neil made History.
A grainy black and white image
held us all spell bound.
as far above upon the moon
the Lunar Module hit the ground.
John Carré Buchanan
31 January 2012
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