Moon week! Anniversary of launching to the moon!
I have done nothing for the last week but watch Apollo space program documentaries. My brother would say this is because we were not allow to stay up until ten to watch the lunar landing.
There is a problem with having been a child during the Apollo program: if you learn something that is wrong you can't shake it, even as an adult who obsessively watches every moon shot documentary there is.
I visited Johnson Space Center once when we lived in Houston, because my father worked there, and somehow in my child mind I decided that all of NASA was located in that one building where he worked. Granted, Mission Control was in that building, but I always thought that the modules were built there and the rockets blasted off from there. I think part of my confusion was that they re-named Cape Canaveral to be Cape Kennedy, and for years I thought Cape Kennedy was the launch site in Florida and Cape Canaveral was the launch site in Houston, you know, outside the building where Daddy worked.
I am fairly sure I asked where the rockets were, and he said "very far away," and I assumed that meant the next exit on the highway or something.
And I still can't shake it. I'll see the launch pad and think "Houston," I'll see people waiting for a launch sweltering in the Florida sun and I'll think "Houston."
I know I should go back, especially since they've reopened Mission Control. Perhaps that'll get me straightened out.