One, One famous astronaut

Two heroes of mine passed away this weekend. Both sad and radically different but no less influential.

Sesame Street and I were born the same year and I can remember us growing up together. My favorite Sesame Street character has always been loveable, furry old Grover, but my brother was a huge fan of the Count. He would go around counting everything just like the character.

“One, two, three. Three fabulous toys! Bwahahahahahahaha.”

Rest in peace, Jerry Nelson.

Then on Sunday I read that Neil Armstrong had gone. The moon walk also occurred the same year I was born. 1969 was a very good year. Neil and I also shared a birthday, although he was 39 the year I was born.

The first man to walk on the moon. Isn’t that astounding? Even after all these 43 years, that’s still an amazing thing. A heroic undertaking from a very quiet man.

So there you go. Two less heroes and educators in the world. It’s a quieter planet. A lot less counting going on.