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Ten…Nine…Eight…Three…Two…One…Those were the longest ten seconds of my life. Today’s the sixteenth of July 1969, 8:32AM and Apollo 11 has taken off under clear skies from Cape Kennedy Florida, destination, the moon. Our lives are at the hands of thousands of scientists and many years of research. Piloted by a three-man crew, lead by me, Neil Armstrong. I’m not mad, I just have a dream, a dream since I was two, when my father took me to the National Air Races. From that day I ate, slept, and dreamt of flying. At age fifteen, I began my flying lessons. While other boy’s my age were learning to drive, I was learning to fly. I even achieved my pilot’s license before my drivers. Some people feel happy on the ground, but I was just the opposite of that. My happy place was flying, in the sky, with my Aeronca Champions Airplane. In 1949 I would be called to the navy, and I wouldn’t have had it any other way. Through the navy I began studying aeronautical engineering and graduated from Purduc University where I received my bachelor’s in aeronautical engineering. I felt as if something was missing from my life. In 1962 I was one of the nine astronauts to be accepted by NASA to be part of President Kennedy’s plan to land an American on the mo
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Approximate Word count = 1087
Approximate Pages = 4 (250 words per page double spaced)
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