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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 Americ
an on the moon. This, this is what I wanted to do, no doubt ever, since I was two this is what God had put me on this earth to do, and there wasn't a doubt in my mind I wasn't going to came through. So here I am, Commander of Apollo 11 with my two co-pilots Edwin E. Aldwin, Jr. Lunar Module Pilot, be we just call him "buzz", and Michael Collins Command Module Pilot. It's 11:49PM and the first critical maneuver mast be made. The Eagle is separating from Columbia and we have to dock the space craft head to head. Right now many things are going through my mind, yet my body is focusing on what I'm supposed to do and I'm pushing all the right buttons. The docking is successful and we are onto the 3rd stage as we continue on a straight path to the moon. I surrounded in total darkness, I just lay back and listen to the power of the engine and soak up the phenomenon that we are going where no man has gone before. (Tribune, 1, 2) July 19,1969, it is 11:58 in the morning three days after the 3rd stage was completed and I look out the small cubic window to find a wonderful sight. The object which on earth, looks none other then a small ball of green cheese, shocks me a gigantic, massive, piece of art that no other could have created other than God himself. Two hundred miles above the moon, I fire the rockets to slow us down to a speed of 3,600 mph and we enter the moon's orbit 60 miles above the moon. July 20, 12:46PM after 14 orbits of the moon the Eagle seating buzz and I separate from Columbia, leaving Michael, and off to make history. It's 2:08PM and I decide its time to release the landing gear and me and buz
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Approximate Word count = 1087
Approximate Pages = 4 (250 words per page double spaced)
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