Lunedì, 07 Giugno, 2004 | Posted by Uncle Jozef at 20:14

It's a big, full moon tonight. I sit here and just look at the wonder of it. I wonder what Neil Armstrong thought as he stepped on the surface. Did he believe it was really happening or did he think it was just a dream?

Did he wake up in a sweat?

His mate on that day was Buzz Aldrin. Buzz's main memory was of:

"...The surface of the moon was like fine talcum powder. It was very loose at the top. As you begin to get deeper, a half inch or so, it becomes much more compact, almost as if it's cemented together, though it isn't. It just seems that way because there are no air molecules between the molecules of dust. When you put your foot down in the powder, the boot print preserved itself exquisitely."

That amazing trip. And what he remembers is the way that the dust preserved something for life. Buzz along with Neil are preserved for life, their footprint has left its imprint for ever. Up there, up there on the moon.

Funny, it's not like Hollywood Boulevard. People can't exactly walk past it and look down and wonder at it. You can have your photo taken in front of Neil's footprint in moon dust. It's just crazy isn't it. What is the point of being famous and no one can really see what has been done.

It's funny, it's just funny.