This is really something (use headphones if you can):
http://www.firstmenonthemoon.com/
I remember visiting the National Air and Space Museum in the Smithsonian and watching Dad stand still for a number of moments, his hands in his pockets, while he looked up in awe of Lindbergh's
Spirit of Saint Louis hanging from the ceiling.
I didn't visit the Kennedy Space Center until I was an adult, in fact, only a few years ago, and I remember standing in awe of an entire Saturn V rocket hanging from the ceiling. (For those that don't know, that's the rocket that put men on the moon).
I will never be able to describe the utter humility and privilege I felt at that moment.
The greatest heroes are born in the minds of children, and so they are big and kind and simple as only children can make them.
--c0