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[The blog is Achenblog, run by Joel Achenbach.  It's a very laid back area, no real political battles there but a nice social area to discuss science, life in general, movie quotes, bad jokes and bears.  Don't ask.]

I'm like you a lot, Joel, having grown up in 1968 and 1969 as a 9 year old kid dazzled by the live images from the moon (Apollo 8), the landing on the moon (Apollo 11) and more. I was lucky to have a telescope when I was that age, so peering up at the stars and the planets was almost a nightly ritual when the weather was cooperative. Constellations like Coma Berenices and Cassiopeia, as well as stars like Altair, Vega and Deneb were as familiar to me as a road map, offering new destinations to try and look at through my small window on the universe. 
In a sense it took me 40 years to get to the point where I'm finally surrounded by the sights and sounds of our manned program, but it's something I still would not trade for anything. Listening to a co-worker talking about the Clementine probe or a manager discussing the latest about SpaceX and their work is always an enjoyable event, not to mention the sheer amount of images on the walls at the work place. 40 years later, I still have that sense of wonder whenever I look up at the skies, tinged with a touch of sadness that I wasn't able to visit the Moon, much less look down at our planet from a different perspective. 
Space will never truly become a routine destination, but eventually we may see manned spacecraft taking off daily to head off to some unknown destination. Perhaps I'll be around to see it, but for now the memories of what has been are still just as alive today as they were back the first time I watched those rockets lifting off into space, carrying the hopes and dreams of a country filled with them. 


Tal Greywolf

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