Some people remember where they were when they heard that John F. Kennedy had died. Others Elvis. And for us southerners, Bear Bryant.
I will always remember where I was when I heard that Neil Armstrong had passed away. I was at beautiful Smith Lake with my family, checking for weather updates of Hurricane Isaac, when I saw on Twitter that Neil Armstrong had died of complications from cardiovascular surgery.
When I heard the news, I thought of his mom, Viola. I thought of raising the boy who would become the first man to step on the moon. And that made me think of my own kids.
My oldest daughter just turned 15 and started driving (with a permit.) A couple of weeks ago, while at my parents' house, she asked to drive around the neighborhood with her grandmother in her grandparents' new car.
After they pulled out the driveway and my dad and I went back into the house, tried to flip through a magazine, and said to my dad, "When we started driving, I don't see how y'all stood it! Weren't you nervous?" Of course, he guffawed and said, "Well, sure!"
After a few more minutes I said, quite squeamishly, "I'm going to have to go sit in the driveway!"
It seemed like an eternity before they turned down the corner and into my view of the street from the driveway. I sweated until they pulled into the driveway, safe and sound.
How did Neil Armstrong's mom feel about sending away her son to go to the moon?
I wanted to know if anyone had written about her then. How did she do it? What did she think? How did she muster the courage? As I tried to research and learn more about his mom, I ran across this blog post which confirmed that Neil had learned his strength of character from his mother.
Viola Armstrong
Neil Armstrong was is a hero to me. He represents courage and nobility, humility and grace. I will always remember him. And his mother.
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