Can't believe it's been 50 years. From my prospective, my thoughts...
As a 19 year old kid brought up in the beginnings of the space era, my memories of that day are still very vivid. I was so jealous of my Dad for the first time. He was sitting in the Launch Firing Room as were many other engineers and technicians. I was sitting on the bank of the Banana River within Kennedy adjacent to the media area. I was one of the lucky locals that knew how to skirt by the NASA Security guys (Thanks Dad.) My trek in the dark from our home in Titusville was almost 10 miles. I was beat and almost eaten alive by the mosquitos.
Being close to the media viewing, I was able to hear the censored launch info from the loud speakers. NASA was always in a need to know mode. After all, this was supposed to be the end of the space race with a half billion people in the world watching this mission.
I've watched all of the manned launches to this date. They were all spectacular. But, this one was different. A different feeling from within. Wow, we're going to have someone actually walk on the moon in a few days. So much for a kid to comprehend.
This incredible Saturn V sat on Pad 39a nervously venting her liquid ox overflow and breathing heavily. I knew it was almost time. I could hear the final roll call from the speakers with that anticipated GO.
Now a few seconds prior the engine startup procedure began. Everything happened within seconds. As the main engine came to life I could see the flame and incredible amount of steam caused by those millions of gallons of water flowing suddenly into the flame trench. All engines were gimbaling attempting to keep this massive machine upright as the astronauts were probably being juggled about in the CM.
11 seemed to take forever to clear the tower. I could now see the rippling effect on the water as the sound and accompanying vibrations approached me. It was deafening.
I watched as this massive fireball slowly made that familiar arc over the Atlantic. The contrail mixed with smoke hung in the early sky for almost an hour as the winds twisted the path in some really odd shapes.
Those first eight minutes had my ears aimed at those speakers as I heard the confirmation of the stage separations. Now it was time to wait. Almost 3 days until man steps foot on the moon. I recall just sitting there for hours contemplating what I had just experienced. I had no way of knowing at that time how this particular moment would impact my life. I have no regrets. Again, thanks Dad for giving me that vision.
I've attached just a few pics you may like to see. I won't clutter up MV with too many.
I know many of you experienced this moment in history. Where were you? I'd love to get your thoughts.
Bob