- by Anne Finlay-Stewart, Editor

Speaking to those over 50, do you remember where you were when Neil Armstrong took that step?  I was 15, and with my parents and a friend on our way home from visiting my sister at the summer camp where she was working.  We stopped mid-afternoon at the Legion in Huntsville to watch the landing in, but it was over six hours before the hatch opened - six hours of Walter Cronkite filling time - six hours of a beautiful summer day spent sitting in a place that smelled like beer and cigarette smoke. And then!  After the hatch opened - perhaps the longest 17 minutes in recorded time, as Armstrong made his way down that ladder to his historic footprint in the dust.

Some of our readers have shared their memories of July 20, 1969.   Thanks all! And thanks to Lorna Rouse's mother for saving the newspaper from that day.

In anticipation of watching a significant moment in history, my Dad borrowed a colour TV from EATON'S where he worked in downtown Toronto. He carried it home on the subway, no small feat as they were heavy! I can still remember our whole family gathered in the living room, us kids sitting on the floor, watching Neil Armstrong step onto the moon! "One small step for man. One giant leap for mankind!"-Jodi Birch VanDyk

I was 14 years old and visiting a friend at Red Bay. No-one had a TV at their cottage, so many people crowded into the small Red Bay store and watched the landing on theirs.  As we walked home, my girlfriend (12) looked up at the moon and proclaimed “I can see them!” - Ann Rolfe

We were at the family cottage in Sauble Beach, my son was just 2 years old. Because I was history and current affairs crazy, I watched the moon landing on a tiny, grainy, black and white TV...while everyone else was outside. Don’t regret watching history made. A giant step for me too. - Merry Whalen