First of all, Happy Moon Landing, everyone.
Yes, I recall where I was. On the third floor bachelor pad lair of one Bernard "Rhat" Hockswender's Shadyside abode. Accompanied by Elisabeth (aka Tootsie) and Philip, we all dutifully did our best to ignore the black and white television being broadcast from its rounded Bake-O-Lite cabinet with its lovely antennae accessory.
It was hopeless trying to look cool and as if it was an everyday event. We were in awe. We were also drinking Boone's Farm Apple wine. Later I wrote in the 7/20/69 block on my complimentary Hallmark calendar (early forerunner of the Daytimer) the words: "Rhat's Moon Shot." Several weeks later he was checking a date on the calendar and was scandalized to read it. He informed me that he had never "mooned" anyone in his life. After my explanation, he was happier. The jury is still out on his record.
GO MOON WALKERS! (no Jacksonian implication intended)
Answers to the last blog posting:
(Sorry, no prizes were awarded. Relatives, friends, and readers do not qualify for the coveted mirror ball trophy.)
1. Caen, France at a lovely tented reception for the Alexandria, VA Sister City representatives, including moi, merci beaucoup. C'est magnifique!
2. Omaha Beach, Normandy, France : Mile Marker Double-Zero (00 kilometer, actually) is situated at the spot where the recapturing of peace and liberty began. It was humbling to witness the memorials and come to understand what was really offered here by incredibly brave men.
Please be on notice that Caen and Normandy will be covered more completely once I am home and a little repaired from this trip of a lifetime.
THIS WEEK'S: GUESS WHERE SCOOP-O IS LOCATED
Have at it folks!!!! Operators are standing by awaiting your emails.
And, yes, I am wearing the same shirt in both photos, so save your comments. ;->