We lost another great yesterday.
I don't need to go over why Armstrong was one of my own personal heroes, or of his importance in the human story. The achievement of a generation can be encapsulated in the single image of his footprint on the lunar surface.
What he, Buzz Aldrin, and Michael Collins (to say nothing of the many, many folks at NASA) accomplished in the summer of 1969 remains awe-inspiring, despite the ravings of a number of people who have no idea what they're talking about.
Godspeed, Neil. You will be missed.
Derek Austin Johnson has lived most of his life in the Lone Star State. A member of the Turkey City Writer's Workshop, his work has appeared in The Horror Zine, Tell-Tale Press, Skull Fragments: A Skelos Sampler, Rick Klaw's Rayguns Over Texas!, Nova Express, Moving Pictures, Her Majesty's Secret Servant, and Revolution SF. His film column "Watching the Future" appeared each month at Hugo Award-winning SF Signal.
He lives in Central Texas.