Saving Apollo 16
Jun 08, 2022
2 minutes
by Mark Gingrich
THE WIND-WASHED dusk sky awas immaculately cloudless that night — April 16, 1972. As twilight deepened, a fetching celestial tableau emerged high in the west: the crescent Moon perched within kissing distance of lustrous Venus.
It’s an odd thing. Whenever Venus gleams alone, it begets only tepid interest. Yet if the Moon
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