There are moments from childhood that are, for one reason or other, seared in one's memory bank. There is one of me -- almost five years old, shrieking in glee in front of our B&W Zenith television because a man had finally landed on the moon. Though the image on the television was grainy, I…
Loss and The First Man on the moon
Travels with Myself 
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