The Eagle Has Landed.

The Single Thing Which Makes Any Man Happiest Is The Realization That He Has Worked Up To The Limits Of His Ability, His Capacity. It's All The Better, Of Course, If This Work Has Made A Contribution To Knowledge, Or Toward Moving The Human Race A Little Farther Forward.

I Have Been In Relatively High-risk Businesses All Of My Adult Life. Few Of The Others, However, Had The Possibility Of Direct Gains In Knowledge Which This One Had. I Have Confidence In The Equipment, The Planning, The Training. I Suspect That On A Risk-gain Ratio, This Project Would Compare Very, Very Favorably With Those To Which I've Been Accustomed On The Past 20 Years.

Perhaps It Won't Matter, In The End, Which Country Is The Sower Of The Seed Of Exploration. The Importance Will Be In The Growth Of The New Plant Of Progress And In The Fruits It Will Bear. These Fruits Will Be A New Breed Of The Human Species, A Human With New Views, New Vigor, New Resiliency, And A New View Of The Human Purpose. The Plant: The Tree Of Human Destiny.

It's A Strange, Eerie Sensation To Fly A Lunar Landing Trajectory Not Difficult, But Somewhat Complex And Unforgiving.

Now And Then I Miss The Excitement About Being In The Cockpit Of An Airplane And Doing New Things.