Michelangelo sibyl from the Sistine Chapel

 

the apollo connection

The fog hadn't quite dispersed when I drove home from work to start my weekend. From what I could tell it didn't seem to be lifting any time soon either. So after a few minutes of staring out the window, I decided that I would stay on a third shift schedule and went to sleep with no concern about waking up early. It didn't look as though I would be missing much of a day with the sun nowhere to be seen.

Every so often I need a day just to relax and ponder things and today was one of them. I felt no need to leave the house and kept the television off for most of the day. I didn't want to be bothered by what was going on in the rest of the world. All that I wanted to do was lie around and maybe read a little.

Last week my dad and I were watching a program about the Apollo missions, when he told me that when he was in high school he met James Lovell of Apollo 13 fame. It seems that Lovell had graduated from that same high school ten years before my father and came back to give a speech. I knew that there was a street named James Lovell Drive on the east side of Milwaukee, but I never knew why until my dad told me that story.

Only two more days until the thirtieth anniversary of man first walking on the moon.

 
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