On July 16, 1969, Neil Armstrong, Michael Collins, and Buzz Aldrin began their storied journey to the moon in Apollo 11. Four days latter, on July 20, all the world heard Neil Armstrong announce that “The Eagle has landed.” Shortly thereafter, Armstrong and Aldrin became the first humans to walk on the moon. It was a stupendous technological achievement that fulfilled America’s dream, articulated in 1961 by President John F. Kennedy, to put humans on the moon by the end of the decade. Is it mere coincidence that Dennis Ryan and I will begin our soon-to-become-storied journey to Cambridge, England 48 years to the day after the launching of Apollo 11? We need only recall Sherlock Holmes’s reply to his brother Mycroft’s question, “Oh Sherlock. What do we say about coincidence?” Sherlock responded, “The universe is rarely so lazy.” How many coincidences have to pile up on the ground before we say, “Is something happening here?”
Well, gentle reader, something happened here in the bunker yesterday that, from my perspective, is as stupendous a technological achievement as was landing humans on the moon in 1969 and no coincidence. Yesterday, my good and great friend of almost 50 years, Roger “Insurance is My Life” Venden, succeeded in transferring 11,000 documents and more than 16,000 pictures, as well as two email accounts, and all my bookmarked favorites (there were hundreds) from my desk computer to my new laptop. The process took 3½ hours and there were no glitches. An amazing performance by Roger whose expertise I applaud, and whose good humor and bonhomie never waived and serves as my standard against which to measure all others who come within my ambit.
Proof of Roger’s success is found in the fact that I am composing this post on the laptop that I hope will function well in Cambridge and allow me to post from that storied City the adventures of the APs as they search out Cromwell’s Head and Wittgenstein’s Brain. If that can happen, then the Eagle will well and truly have landed.