July 20, 1969.
The eyes of the world broke away from the Vietnam War, the Paris Uprising, and the Mets challenging the National League. Most people’s vision was fixed on the Moon, as TVs and radios reported the lunar landing of Apollo 11 to an anxious planet.
This space mission had been inspired by the late-President Kennedy and Neil Armstrong immortalized the epic moment with the words. “One small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.”
July 20 1969 was a Sunday.
The next day I was working at Ma Bell.
A summer job.
I was seventeen. I have no recollection of watching the astronaut’s first steps on the surface of the moon, which should have been as indelibly etched into my memory as the JFK assassination and losing my virginity and this memory lapse lent credence to those conspiracy theorists claiming that Man never landed on the Moon, but let’s face the facts.
The Lunar Landing was televised by every channel; ABC, CBS, NBC and PBS.
Teenagers watched almost thirty hours of TV on the 1960s and being a teenager if the Lunar Landings had been on TV, then I should remember seeing them, instead recalling nothing.
Ergo no Lunar Landing.
NASA has yet to refute my analysis, but for further research into the Moon Hoax, check out this URL
http://www.redzero.demon.co.uk/moonhoax/
One theory is that I was probably making out with my girlfriend.
On the weekends her mother permitted us stay at their house unchaperoned and Janet Stetson was certainly more important to me than a moon landing.
Even now.