It's a beautiful Sunday afternoon in DC. A light breeze ruffles through my hair as my dad looks on disapprovingly. he says. I respond with a sigh. .
So it was with eager steps that I walked past the exhibit displaying the famous Apollo 11 Command Module and entered the queue at the West end of the building. It didn't take me long to realize that this was kids' zone and I was only one of a smattering number of adults there. All of us were... Read More
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