A Trip to the Moon is my favorite book of all time.
My parents bought me my first copy. I played the record and read along probably four million times before I was 8.
I had a little record player in a white plastic case. I’m thinking it looked something like this (but all white):
[SPOILER ALERT]
The kids’ dad is an astronaut and he’s been training hard to get ready for his trip to the moon. The kids have been helping him train.
Right before the trip, Dad comes down with a nasty case of the measles and is going to have to cancel his launch!!
So the kids visit the head of NASA and explain to him that they’ve been training with their dad and know just what to do.
4 3 2 1 LIFTOFF!!
[END SPOILER ALERT]
It’s a great book.
My second copy was given to me by #1. That was by far the greatest, most thoughtful gift anyone has ever given to me.
I don’t know where it is now. I’m pretty sure I abandoned it when I moved out of the house. I hope she didn’t throw it away.
My clock with the sticker on it; M&M’s by the color; in case you get sad; rope, a camouflage jacket, and motion detector; Mr. Happy; babies. K, I’ve paid the most terrible price and learned big lessons. Please, cut me loose from my noose.
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