Shortly after my second birthday,the Soviet Union launched Sputnik into space. I have some vague memories of there being some excitement, and the word Sputnik being bandied around. I remember when I was very small that I wondered if I could see Sputnik up in the sky, but, try as I might, I never did.
Then, when I was in first grade, my teacher brought a TV to school and we watched John Glenn orbit the Earth. Mostly I remember them getting him out of the capsule, and my teacher being very excited to see him climb out. I think I understood that what he did was amazing and that no one had done it before. It must have been amazing, or Miss Wells wouldn't have brought a TV to school!
I'm not a scientist, though I like science in a "Nova Special" sort of way, but I am a child of the Space Age, and as such have a fascination about space and the universe. It just boggles my mind, and I love having my mind boggled!
I'm thankful for the wonders of the universe. I'm thankful for the way learning about it seems to lead to more wonder, not less, and that there is no way to know all there is to know about it. I'm thankful for the amazing, complex creation we inhabit, so huge I will never see more than the tiniest speck of it.