triticale - the wheat / rye guy

Hearing History

Altho I never kept track of the date, one of my oldest coherent memories is of my father waking me up late at night so I could hear a crackling high-pitched beep. I suspect, knowing his politics, that part of my father's excitement was because it was the Soviets who did it, but all he conveyed to me was that this was something historic, which I would want to remember.

On the same date, forty seven years later, history has been made again. If those of you with young children manage to convey this to them, I assure you that some day they will think back and appreciate it.

Update:

Another space milestone. I'd like to think that the Klingon concept of "a good day to die" is applicable.