Where were you 40 years ago? I watched our lunar landing from the train station of a Czech border town. I had been kicked off a night train going from Berlin to Vienna because I did not have a “transit visa.” The border guards marveled at our space accomplishments and congratulated me. They extended a hand, no hard feelings. I think that they were happy that we showed it to the “Russki’s”. And for thirty-five dollars American, I was provided a “temporary visa” and allowed to re-board the next train
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