The Crew Of Apollo 10 Filming The Earth, Accompanied By Frank Sinatra’s “Fly Me To The Moon,”

See no difference.

Omg hahaha, Mike, I caught ya!

‘relocate’

Apollo X - Thomas Stafford, Gene Cernan, John Young

 May 18 - 26, 1969

Secret information.

This is what the guys astronauts saw when they flew into orbit.

*music*

Photo in color.

“Even among the astronauts, Ed White had always stood out; a strapping six-footer who had barely missed becoming an Olympic hurdler, he was known as one of the finest physical specimens in the Astronaut Office. And perhaps more than any astronaut except John Glenn, White subscribed to their ail-American image. In 1965, after he became the first American to walk in space, White easily wore the mantle of a national hero. There appeared to be no limit to how far he might go.” 

Andrew Chaikin, A Man on the Moon

Portrait of Myself By Robert Francis Kennedy

“I am thirteen years old, and about five feet two inches tall, I have got a lot of freckles. I have Hazel eyes, and blond hair which is plenty hard to keep down because I have so many licks, and so much of it. I am not very fat, but fat enough. I weigh about one hundred pounds. I take about five and a half shoe. I have a pretty good character on the whole, but my temper is not too good. I am not jealous of anyone, I have got a very loud voice, and talk a lot, but sometimes my talk is not very interesting. I have quite good tastes for food, but there is a lot of things I don’t like at all for instence [sic] cabbage, fish pie, Brussels sprouts, colif flower [sic], and pears. I love almost everything, cholcet [sic]. I like the cinema very much, and go very often. I go to the theatre once and a while, and like it quite well. I like football, but I like American football much better. I don’t like cricket very much I like baseball a lot. Going swimming is one of my favorite sports. I like skiing one of the best, and I think I am the best at this sport out of all the thing I do. I can’t dive very well, but like it to a cirten [sic] exstant [sic]. I think this is a portrait of my self.”

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Bobby photographed with his father Joe on holiday in Eden Roc, France 1937.

(Credit to Life)

Damn, I would love to be outside that door!!

kiss-kiss

bye-bye

K. I got an orgasm from the quality of the photo.

John F. Kennedy reads at his desk in 1962.

Hehehe

How bad is it to spend 4, 5 or 8 days cooped up with Tom Stafford and Eugene Cernan? (x)