Moon shot, Woodstock, Watergate, Punk Rock


The Apollo 11 mission was the first to land human beings on a planetary body other than Earth. You know, unless you’re into that whole Xenu/Thetan/Teegeeack thing.  If that’s the case, then you may have the following as a tattoo.


The picture of Neil Armstrong above may be my favorite NASA photo. Joy, accomplishment, excitement.  No perception of space exploration abandonment to come.

I wrote a paper in my Hesston High School English Class (taught by Current Phoenix AZ City Manager Ed Zuercher) about Woodstock.  Ed told us to choose an American historical event.  I ended up writing an account of how my Uncle Dave flew a Piper Cub over the hovel of Hippie Stink of Woodstock weekend.  Besides the facts that my Uncle is a pilot and I’m certain Woodstock was the apex of Free Love Aroma, it was an entirely fictional account.  If I remember the assignment correctly, it was supposed to be non-fiction.  Sorry about that Ed.  I’m also sorry that I asked your then girlfriend (now wife I think) to dance at some horrible HHS dance in the Commons.  She was a good sport about it and you were too.

I don’t really know what Punk Rock is.  I didn’t know it existed until I was in college probably.  There’s such a range.  MC5, The Stooges, Sex Pistols, Blondie, Talking Heads, Rancid, The Runaways, Mekons, Ramones…  Maybe it’s just music.

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