Thursday, January 20, 2011

Moonshot

It was sometime after we ran into the astronaut, well, we didn't actually run into him, he orbited into us, but I digress, which I do a lot, that we happened upon John Glenn's old jalopy, somewhere in Ohio.


Being on a first name basis with pioneers in the space program means you had better familiarize yourself with what they do in case you get into a long conversation with one of them sometime. I mean, you don't want to let on to how little you really know about man's crowning achievement in the field of space exploration, do you?


So I sat in the driver's seat, turned around backwards to the heat shield while Debby took this picture. I intend to have it made into a snapshot I can carry around in my wallet, so the next time we meet a spaceman I'll be ready, you know, just in case.