Apollo 8, 1968 and me
MOON ALCHEMY - When the Apollo 8 astronauts were circling the moon on Christmas Eve 1968 I was probably having a little Christmas nuzzling with a girl resembling Monica Vitti. Attention to space mission detail was slipping, after the dedicated attention I’d applied in the young days of Mercury, umbilical days of Gemini, and heartbreak terror evening of Apollo 1. Viet Nam, riots and protests had taken the wind out of my stellar imaginings, as happened likewise for many others. Bob Dylan, the Beatles, Canned Heat and Velvet Underground (white light/feedback) were my soundtrack. I’d grown used to getting my space news on radio, and didn’t tune into TV for Apollo 8’s famed Christmas broadcast. Dad had just gotten home from a few weeks in the hospital with ulcers. (TV was Wasteland, and I almost missed the moon walk broadcast the next July). This all comes back in fits and starts, after viewing a Nova episode, “Apollo’s Daring Mission”. The moon project comes alive in this telling - th...