Apollo 11 Visit - Kai and Kenny and me - Fifty years later
Page 1: This one's for you, Kenny. And you too, Kai. This is who you were. This is where you went.
It was the week they went to the moon.
And it was fifty years later that day.
And it was a father. And a son. And a son.
And it was a little boy in a blue shirt with a floppy hat to keep the sun off of his head in the Florida heat. And it was his father in a white t-shirt. And it was his father with a camera.
And they went to Kennedy Space Center.
Where the father's father, as a child, saw it with his own eyes, saw them fly away to the moon that fateful day.
Where the father's father used to work after he grew up, where he worked building launch pads.
Where he used to take his son when his son was a little boy.
Where they would walk together and marvel at the wonders there. Wonders real. Wonders true. Wonders of flame and metal and electromagnetic waves and hard work and lives spent.
Wonders that took brave men and women to places where there there was no air.
Ten times faster than a rifle bullet, and more, those brave men and women went.
And they did not all come home.
And the father and the son and the son went much slower this day than that, and they saw the wonders once again.
From closer. From slower. From the heart.
And it was fifty years later that day.
And it was a father. And a son. And a son.
And it was a little boy in a blue shirt with a floppy hat to keep the sun off of his head in the Florida heat. And it was his father in a white t-shirt. And it was his father with a camera.
And they went to Kennedy Space Center.
Where the father's father, as a child, saw it with his own eyes, saw them fly away to the moon that fateful day.
Where the father's father used to work after he grew up, where he worked building launch pads.
Where he used to take his son when his son was a little boy.
Where they would walk together and marvel at the wonders there. Wonders real. Wonders true. Wonders of flame and metal and electromagnetic waves and hard work and lives spent.
Wonders that took brave men and women to places where there there was no air.
Ten times faster than a rifle bullet, and more, those brave men and women went.
And they did not all come home.
And the father and the son and the son went much slower this day than that, and they saw the wonders once again.
From closer. From slower. From the heart.
