I Think About The Personal

Later, In The Early Teens, I Used To Ride My Bike Every Saturday Morning To The Nearest Airport, Ten Miles Away, Push Airplanes In And Out Of The Hangars, And Clean Up The Hangars.

I Woke Up An Hour Before I Was Supposed To, And Started Going Over The Mental Checklist: Where Do I Go From Here, What Do I Do? I Don't Remember Eating Anything At All, Just Going Through The Physical, Getting Into The Suit. We Practiced That So Much, It Was All Rote.

We Also Knew It Would Be Difficult, Because Of The Financial Condition Of The Family, For Me To Go To College.

I Can Hit It Farther On The Moon. But Actually, My Swing Is Better Here On Earth.

I Think About The Personal Accomplishment, But There's More Of A Sense Of The Grand Achievement By All The People Who Could Put This Man On The Moon.