Pour out one for Jack

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7. I was ten. And yeah. It still makes me sad.

I remember what a hopeful and exciting time it was, and the feelings of energy and whole new, and attainable, possibilities. We were all young again and our hopes and dreams felt completely attainable. He launched our quest to go to the moon. Sheesh, even THAT was a new possibility.

That ambition became a reality before the end of that same decade. I’ve always felt a little bit sad that he never lived to see it.