Word: closing
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...about the same time, the future astronaut was taking his first close look at the moon through a homemade 8-in. reflector telescope fashioned from a stovepipe and mounted on roller-skate wheels atop a garage. The wondrous device belonged to Jacob Zint, a neighbor of the Armstrongs and a draftsman in the Westinghouse plant. "I can't recall that Neil ever said he wanted to go to the moon," says Zint. But as early as 1946, Armstrong was regularly visiting the makeshift observatory and often, says Zint, "he looked right into the Sea of Tranquillity"?the prime site...
...civilian test pilot for the X-15 rocket plane, which he flew at 3,989 m.p.h. and an altitude of 207,500 ft.?both records at the time. In the early days of the space program, Armstrong had no desire to become an astronaut. Says a close acquaintance: "He thought those guys were playing around with a lot of marbles." After the "marbles" began lifting other pilots into space, he changed his mind and in 1962 became one of the second group of astronauts to be chosen. As a civilian, he is paid more than any other astronaut...
...this is the real promise of space exploration-the reason why it appeals so strongly to the young in heart. The Frontier, which only a generation ago seemed lost forever, is open again. And this time it will never close...
Ironically, his sudden death by a still un known assassin aroused Kenya's tribal rivalries. As his body lay in state in his Nairobi home last week, his fellow Luo tribesmen closed ranks against the rest of Kenya. Any mourner who was a Luo was welcomed, even if he had been an opponent of Economic and Development Minister Mboya. As the day wore on, Luo bitterness increased and even Mboya's close friends, if they were Kikuyus, Tugens or of any other tribe, were turned away with taunts and stones...
From the Bay of St. Tropez, the little settlement of Port Grimaud is a palette of ancient Mediterranean pastels; its houses are tall, tiled and close-standing; sailboat masts bob gently above their rooftops. At dusk, old-fashioned gas lamps (converted to electricity) glow softly. The impression of a quaint old setting is so strong that many visitors are convinced they are in a rebuilt medieval village. One tourist last week asked his wife whether she did not remember seeing the place in ruins five years ago, and insisted: "They've done a wonderful job of restoration...