On this day forty seven years ago I was 11 years old and living in Yokohama, Japan. Our family had earned the privilege of a home leave visit back to the US after having been there since 1965 and my dad having signed up for another stay in Japan.
It was the day my obsession with the moon began.
I had been dropped off to visit at the house of one of my best friends (prior to leaving WA) in Gig Harbor WA. Her mom put on the TV to watch the moon landing which for us -in and of itself something of a novelty since we didn’t watch TV in Japan.
In the closet was her very pregnant cat having a whole box full of kittens. We ran back and forth from the closet to the TV reporting with screams of delight, “There’s ANOTHER kitten!!” Running back to the closet, we named each kitten after the moon mission. We started out with Neil, Apollo, Moon, Lunar, Armstrong, Rocket and others. We started to run out of names! There ended up being 9 kittens in all. Such an exciting day.
It stayed with me all my life. Cats and moons. We can all relate to both in some way. Last night was another full moon. I hope you looked up, just for a moment. If not, don’t worry- it will still be there tonight.