It warms my heart, the way our country rallies together in time of tragedies.
Whether it be a tornado... a flood... a bombing... or a senseless shooting.
Whether an act of nature... or an act of a madman...
We stare at the television, absorbing every detail... we ache for those caught in the middle.
We mourn for those who lost loved ones... and cling closer to our own families.
We talk about it on Facebook.
We pray...
The heartbreak... the fear... the confusion.
We need healing... we need forgiveness... we need TO forgive...
somehow.
I don't want to discount the horrific event Colorado experienced today.
But I want to remember another July 20th in our history...
The day we rallied together for a different reason.
The day our country swelled with pride, instead of tears....
as we celebrated the first footsteps on the moon!
Do you remember this day? Did you dream of working for NASA?
I pray there will soon be happy news for our country...
something that will bring us together with hugs and laughter...
and we will pray with gratitude instead of desperation.
In the meantime, here are some memories of yesteryear...
from a page in my scrapbook (hoarder that I am).
As usual, I have musical accompaniment!
July 20, 1969
I thought I was so clever... it's pretty rustic compared to today's scrapbooks!
Check out that price: TEN CENTS
Front page of the Oregonian!
Our heroes...
That historic quote...
Don't lock the door honey...
More historic photos
Nice to see that he added "and returning him safely to earth"
Even "Today's Chuckle" - wonder if the Oregonian still does this up in the corner...?
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Life is so fragile...
never pass up an opportunity to let someone know you care...
never pass up an opportunity to let someone know you care...
Ashley LeMieux honored him in her blog:
COLORADO SHOOTING- A HERO IN THE MIDST OF TRAGEDY
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UPDATE
August 25, 2012
So soon after posting this... he is now gone.
RIP Mr. Armstrong...
His humility makes him even more of a HERO in my eyes...
http://www.stumptownblogger.com/2012/08/first-man-on-the-moon-dies-at-82.html |
Oh Debbie.....I am SO sorry!! That is has got to be one of the hardest things to go thru. {{{{{HUGS}}}}}
ReplyDeleteAnd how did I know you would pick that song? LOVE it....and yes, you can finish you dad's book's. You have the gift.
I'm not sure why I can't remember the moon landing?? It was between our freshman & sophomore years. I keep thinking it was a couple years before that for some reason.