On July 20, 1969 I was in my childhood home in Bellevue Washington, a block above Lake Sammamish. In TV Guide that week, all the columns for all the TV stations were blank for several days running, because every channel was showing the same thing: 24-hour-a-day coverage of Apollo 11. I was 9; I remember, halfway through the moon walk, going outside
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