Man landed on the moon on this day in 1969.
"The sun and the moon and the stars would have long ago disappeared...had they happened to be within the reach of predatory human hands." -- Havelock Ellis.
He carried his things around and set them on the deck, pulled a sweatshirt from his bag and walked out onto the beach. A moon as big as a basketball was shining on the sea. Sully found a lounge chair and settled into it. In the distance he could see a twinkling of lights, but the shoreline here was as desolate as the surface of the moon. Which man had now attained. Mankind. Sully lay back and ogled the shimmering disk, and recognized, in the outline of shadows formed by craters and cliffs, not the Man in the Moon but a bird perched on a crag, poised to take flight. -- Chapter 15, The Misforgotten.
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