Roger, Liftoff, And The Clock Is Started.

Unfortunately, The Suit Is So Stiff, I Can't Do This With Two Hands, But I'm Going To Try A Little Sand-trap Shot Here.

Later, In The Early Teens, I Used To Ride My Bike Every Saturday Morning To The Nearest Airport, Ten Miles Away, Push Airplanes In And Out Of The Hangars, And Clean Up The Hangars.

I Think About The Personal Accomplishment, But There's More Of A Sense Of The Grand Achievement By All The People Who Could Put This Man On The Moon.

If Somebody'd Said Before The Flight, 'are You Going To Get Carried Away Looking At The Earth From The Moon?' I Would Have Say, 'no, No Way.' But Yet When I First Looked Back At The Earth, Standing On The Moon, I Cried.

I Must Admit, Maybe I Am A Piece Of History After All.