When I was 6, my dad pulled me out of bed one summer night, plunked me down in front of the TV, and told me, “This is important. You need to watch this.” What I watched was a very grainy video on our old black-and-white TV. The audio wasn’t much better quality. When he explained what I was watching, I kind of shrugged it off as being no big deal. It wasn’t until a few years later that I learned what a miracle it was, and I remain forever grateful to my dad for waking me up so I could watch Neil Armstrong become the first human being to step foot on the moon.
The seed has been planted. I suspect she will someday appreciate having stood in that historic place, and will remember your words.
Similar I guess: at the 1962 World's Fair in NY city my mom put us in front of that huge world sphere and snapped away. I was12 or so, never gave it much thought. When the athletes played the US Open tennis tournament recently the first TV shot...is that huge world sphere, the only thing left from that fair...and I remember that trip.
I remember it vividly myself (and Don and I had gone to Nashville in professional capacity to see the Nashville Symphony ... a bit of a stretch to ask our hosts!)
Awesome! And, yes, she will remember it. My folks took us to Washington DC when we were kids and, while the Smithsonian, Monticello, and the Washington, Lincoln and Jefferson Memorials didn't mean much to me as a kid, I remember them now and am so grateful they took us there.
When I was 6, my dad pulled me out of bed one summer night, plunked me down in front of the TV, and told me, “This is important. You need to watch this.” What I watched was a very grainy video on our old black-and-white TV. The audio wasn’t much better quality. When he explained what I was watching, I kind of shrugged it off as being no big deal. It wasn’t until a few years later that I learned what a miracle it was, and I remain forever grateful to my dad for waking me up so I could watch Neil Armstrong become the first human being to step foot on the moon.
The seed has been planted. I suspect she will someday appreciate having stood in that historic place, and will remember your words.
Similar I guess: at the 1962 World's Fair in NY city my mom put us in front of that huge world sphere and snapped away. I was12 or so, never gave it much thought. When the athletes played the US Open tennis tournament recently the first TV shot...is that huge world sphere, the only thing left from that fair...and I remember that trip.
I remember it vividly myself (and Don and I had gone to Nashville in professional capacity to see the Nashville Symphony ... a bit of a stretch to ask our hosts!)
Awesome! And, yes, she will remember it. My folks took us to Washington DC when we were kids and, while the Smithsonian, Monticello, and the Washington, Lincoln and Jefferson Memorials didn't mean much to me as a kid, I remember them now and am so grateful they took us there.