It was a magically hot summer that year in July of 1969 when we prepared for the first moon walk with great anticipation. Like fables about the man in the moon or its composition being of green cheese, we likewise treated the impending news of this momentous event... only we knew it was not a fable. That did not change the absolute magic and unbelievability of that moment for us, back in our hot prairie town that summer. We lived in a working class neighborhood and the advent of color television had just only begun to be popularized amongst our...