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Voices From the Moon

I have a weakness.

It may or may not be a combination of space books and bargain prices. And by may or may not, I definitely mean absolutely, beyond question.

When I still lived in Arizona, one of my favorite neighbors, Dr. Brown brought over a book he had recently purchased for my reading pleasure. It was called "Voices From the Moon" and I quickly digested the entire book of quotes by the moon-faring astronauts. I loved reading their thoughts and feelings, although, most of those old astronauts had a hard time expressing themselves beyond, "It was a fine powder, there were large rocks, we could see the Earth." Facts, facts, facts. I should know by now to expect this type of narration from test pilots!
I found the book on the bargain table in Barnes and Noble while I was on travel to Lexington. I quickly snatched it up for a measly $6.98! And that night I spent hours re-reading and re-living those precious moments in American history when we had a goal, we had passion, we had the moon.
One of my favorite quotes from the book also happens to be one of the most "emotional" (notice "emotional" is in quotations, Mr. Dave Scott was a West Point grad, Air Force Colonel, and test pilot, not necessarily an author or someone who unnecessarily injects emotion, haha).

"Let me give you another analogy. You live in Iowa all your life. And you drive out to Arizona. And you drive up through those trees to the Grand Canyon -- blindfolded, okay? And somebody takes you right over to the rim, and then takes the blindfold off, and you look down at the Grand Canyon. That'll blow your mind, won't it?...Well, we drive...up toward St. George [crater], on the first day. ... You don't have a big peripheral vision. Stop the rover, and get off, and turn around and look, and the goddamn Grand Canyon -- Hadley Rille! I mean, that's an absolute mind-blower. Even though you know it's there, but you can't see it, 'cause you're driving this little rover next to the ground. Hadley Rille's over there -- you can't see Hadley Rille. You can't even see craters. All of a sudden you get off and you turn around, and there it is! That's mind-boggling! I mean, that'll blow you out. So I would draw the analogy with the poor little guy from Iowa. " --Dave Scott

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  1. I want so very, very much to go into space. The moon... I can barely imagine how amazing that would be. Thanks for posting this.

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