I'm Quite Disappointed That I'm Still The

I Was A Child Of World War Two . I Saw Films Of Pilots Taking Off From Aircraft Carriers And Decided That Was The Only Thing I Wanted To Do. And It Had To Be Flying From Sea Carriers. Airfields Were Not Enough.

To Become An Astronaut, Someone Has To Have A Dream Of His Own To Do Something That He Or She Has Always Wanted To Do, Then Commit Himself To Making That Dream Come True.

The Moon Is Bland In Color. I Call It Shades Of Gray. You Know, The Only Color We See Is What We Bring Or The Earth, Which Is Looking Down Upon Us All The Time. And To Find Orange Soil On The Moon Was A Surprise.

I Know The Stars Are My Home. I Learned About Them, Needed Them For Survival In Terms Of Navigation. I Know Where I Am When I Look Up At The Sky. I Know Where I Am When I Look Up At The Moon; It's Not Just Some Abstract Romantic Idea, It's Something Very Real To Me. See, I've Expanded My Home.

Get The Shuttle Out Of The Garage. It's In Its Prime Of Its Life. How Could We Just Put It Away?