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somedaybitchi haven't watched From The Earth To The Moon since it aired in 1998 and my stepdad would tape them for me. i loved that mini-series. i mean, moved me to tears loved it. i ordered the set last week and it just came in. and damned if i'm not having that reaction again just hearing the score. [note to self: maybe don't watch this at work, yeah?]
it's so easy to forget the ridiculous amount of raw courage those missions took; not just from the men that stepped into those flying gas cans, but the men that originally dared to dream, and had the vision to say yes.
one of my favorite parts of the mini-series, also, was that they devoted an episode to the wives involved. i can't begin to fathom the kind of pressure and scrutiny those women, and their children, were under.
it's so easy to forget, now so distant from the Cold War and its underlying tensions, now so distant from "the space race", what that kind of national dreaming felt like. pure dreaming...going to the Moon just because it was there.
what separates us from other mammals is our ability to dream. what binds us together as humans is our ability to dream. we fail whenever we forget to dream. we fail whenever we refuse to dream. we fail, whenever we allow our fear and our cynicism to overwhelm our choice to dream.
if you haven't seen the mini-series, i can't recommend it highly enough.
go dream. just because it's there.
edited for date correction. d'oh.
it's so easy to forget the ridiculous amount of raw courage those missions took; not just from the men that stepped into those flying gas cans, but the men that originally dared to dream, and had the vision to say yes.
one of my favorite parts of the mini-series, also, was that they devoted an episode to the wives involved. i can't begin to fathom the kind of pressure and scrutiny those women, and their children, were under.
it's so easy to forget, now so distant from the Cold War and its underlying tensions, now so distant from "the space race", what that kind of national dreaming felt like. pure dreaming...going to the Moon just because it was there.
what separates us from other mammals is our ability to dream. what binds us together as humans is our ability to dream. we fail whenever we forget to dream. we fail whenever we refuse to dream. we fail, whenever we allow our fear and our cynicism to overwhelm our choice to dream.
if you haven't seen the mini-series, i can't recommend it highly enough.
go dream. just because it's there.
edited for date correction. d'oh.
