I have been writing responses to Suzanne Gunter McClendon’s September challenge.
It has been all about the town where I grew up and has brought long lost memories to the forefront of my mind.
This morning I realized it has been fifty years since I was privileged to see the inner workings of the upcoming launch to the moon.
One of our neighbors was an aeronautical engineer and had been hired by NASA. Instead of moving to the Houston area, Mr. Edwards simply traveled when it was necessary for work and the rest of the time had an office near the Pentagon.
He was working on a project that my parents believed would be impossible to accomplish. The lunar module.
He was probably breaking thousands of rules by telling us anything at all, but Mr. Edwards simply couldn’t contain his enthusiasm and would (after a few beers) start drawing what he was doing.
I searched through my dad’s papers this morning that I managed to save and found this………….