A Good Engineer Gets Stale

Basic Research Is What I Am Doing When I Don't Know What I Am Doing.

There Is Beauty In Space, And It Is Orderly. There Is No Weather, And There Is Regularity. It Is Predictable. Just Look At Our Little Explorer; You Can Set Your Clock By It-literally; It Is More Accurate Than Your Clock. Everything In Space Obeys The Laws Of Physics. If You Know These Laws, And Obey Them, Space Will Treat You Kindly.

Our Sun Is One Of A 100 Billion Stars In Our Galaxy. Our Galaxy Is One Of Billions Of Galaxies Populating The Universe. It Would Be The Height Of Presumption To Think That We Are The Only Living Thing In That Enormous Immensity.

The First Men Who Set Out For Mars Had Better Make Sure They Leave Everything At Home In Apple-pie Order. They Won't Get Back To Earth For More Than Two And A Half Years. The Difficulties Of A Trip To Mars Are Formidable. . . . What Curious Information Will These First Explorers Carry Back From Mars? Nobody Knows-and Its Extremely Doubtful That Anyone Now Living Will Ever Know. All That Can Be Said With Certainty Today Is This: The Trip Will Be Made, And Will Be Made . . . Someday.

My Friends They Were Dancing Here In The Streets Of Huntsville When Our First Satellite Orbited The Earth. They Were Dancing Again When The First Americans Landed On The Moon. I'd Like To Ask You, Don't Hang Up Your Dancing Slippers.