Well, thanks sciencewhizliz.

[Danmel]

4. My mom fought for us to see the moon landing

I was 9 years old. We lived in Brooklyn and went to a bungalow colony in the Catskills in the summer. We didn't have a TV up there. The reception was non-existent in the mountains.
But the owner who lived there year round had a big antenna and a TV. My mom, who was 4'9" on tippy toes, went to the owner and demanded she let all the kids come to the house yo watch the moon landing and Neil Armstrong's walk. This was all the more extraordinary because my mom had a very hard childhood with a stern father and a mean stepmother and was very non-assertive. But that was just non-negotiable. So we all watched in Gussie's living room.

Watching the splash down last night I realized that almost no one under 60 would remember the last splash down. Our was something to behold.