I remember being with the group of neighborhood teens, looking for a place to hang out and watch the world's first moon walk, where we wouldn't be invaded with parents. Finally we found a place. (I think we talked one set of parents into watching it with another set of parents, to free up the house!)
I don't remember all the details, but I remember one of the teenaged boys repeating over and over, "You're going to tell your grandchildren about this!"
As I look back, that was one smart teenaged boy!
Although I don't have any grandchildren yet, I certainly have told my daughter as well as my students about watching the first moon walk.
I've also told them about my memories of Kennedy being shot, Martin Luther King being shot, and my first computer where I had to change the 5 inch floppy disc in order to change the program after start up.
I've told of my first experiences with the Internet, color TV, and have told many stories about back in the old days when you had to get up to change the channel on the TV, (back when we only had 3 channels.)
I tell about the days before video games where we used to go outside and run around, making up our own games with the neighborhood kids.
I tell about the days when one neighborhood parent would stuff all the neighborhood kids into the back of their station wagon ( we called it "the WAY back") and take us all out for ice cream.
Boy, those were the days! It's scary to think about what today's kids will be telling their grandchildren, isn't it?