Thirty-nine years ago, for the first time in recorded history, ambassadors of humanity stepped foot on the dusty, crater-ridden surface of the Moon. That summer day in 1969, if only for a moment, all of humanity became united as we made that giant leap together.
I remember those profoundly historic times when men walked on the Moon. I recall neighbors standing together in the middle of the empty dark street, gazing up into the night sky with proud, dumbfounded awe. As the partially illuminated sphere hung magically in the sky, we stood in darkness, contemplating the gravity of the moment... there were astronauts there... perhaps looking back at us.
For another four years, men from Earth traveled to the moon, until it seemed commonplace. Eventually, the expensive Apollo Program lost it's public appeal... and congressional support. The splashdown of Apollo 17 on December 19, 1972 concluded the Apollo Program, and humankind is yet to return to our nearest natural satellite.
The Masonic flag taken to the Moon aboard Apollo 11 by Astronaut Buzz Aldrin is currently on display in the Masonic Museum of the Supreme Council of the Scottish Rite Temple in Washington, DC. 
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