Neil Armstrong was a true hero to those of us who grew up in the 60’s. The moon landing in 1969 was the one brief moment in my albeit lousy memory in which, in the midst of domestic upheaval, Humankind — not just Americans were united. His quiet seclusion over the decades since belies his importance to that pivotal and fleeting moment in our history. While others have stepped forward to varying degrees to share with us the memories of those heady days and gotten their just rewards, Armstrong remained in the shadows of his equally heroic colleagues. As the focus of the world for his first steps on another celestial body, he deserves much more. He as the hero I wanted to be. He was the hero we all wanted to be.