Last night marked the 43rd anniversary of the United States of America, fulfilling Kennedy’s dream of landing on the moon.
(This is what a president is supposed to sound like)
I remember my parents waking me up just before 11pm to come downstairs and watch Neil Armstrong step onto the lunar surface.
This is a very interesting recap of the mission: We Choose The Moon
Where has that dedication to adventure and discovery gone?
It seems that we are lead by politicians whose idea of adventure is jetting to the next fundraiser and discovering how lucky they are that most citizens are not paying attention..
Would it not be great if John Wayne was to come back from the dead…and decide to run for president?
Game over.
Alas, once again I digress.
Back in 2003, I discovered the music of John Bartus, (via his father) and have been a fan ever since. My wife and I met him the following year, when we visited Marathon, FL…where he was mayor. John has a few CD’s out (may I suggest Keys Disease to start). If you are ever down Marathon way, John and his band are almost always playing somewhere…go see him play.
John Bartus
John wrote a song about the space program called “Dawn’s Early Light”. If I had to pick only ten songs for my iPod, this would be on the list as it reminds me of what it used to mean to be an American. Those of us old enough to have been around will immediately recognize the samplings from history. Every time I hear it….and I have listened to it at least a hundred times, I well up with tears.
John Bartus….Dawn’s Early Light (Click play button)
A Simple, Village Undertaker 