Okay so here’s the thing.
I went to see the Neil Armstrong biopic tonight. In the beginning it’s all about navy aviation, jets flying off carriers in the ‘50s. Pioneers. And beyond. Into space pushing the envelop- where that term originated
And I’m thinking about my father. He flew for the marines off carriers in the pacific. Naval academy grad. Engineer. These are guys my father flew with. He got out after his commitment was up. Was a corporate VP for Motorola at a very young age. Ground floor of semiconductors
My father watched space flight like it was his. These were guys he’d flown with but he figured everyone thought the same way. Everyone was as excited about space flight.
In 1@81 I’m in college. My father calls me early one morning, really early. I say glad to hear from you but what’s the deal?
Parent you up watching the space shuttle launch?
No but I’m up now. I turn it on and we watch it
My father has friends, old fight pilot buddies, other kids, a son, a brother, but he calls me, his 19 year old daughter, to watch the shuttle launch with him
People who generalize that these men were simply misogynist are not interested in the true story.
Thanks for the post. The a$$holes talking about these events, Know less than nothing. The men who lived it and passed it along to their children are true hero’s. Those who knew them personally were truely blessed. In many cases it was their true passion, but they backed away for family obligations. It’s nice to know some still appreciate it. IMO