I fancy that I remember the day when Armstrong set foot on the moon (or, the day following). Always admired the man; although I never wanted to do the same thing (even at a tender age, I was overwhelmed with a sense of the dangers), Armstrong was one of my first real-life heroes.
Separately ... at an earlyish age, too, I had to concede that the Russians’ neologism (cosmonaut) was better sense.
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