“It’s a small step for [a] man, and a giant leap for mankind” (Good luck, mr Bernstein).

When Neil Armstrong set foot on the Moon, after uttering the words who would immortalize him in the History of Mankind, he then muttered under his breath “Good luck, mr Bernstein”, not thinking his helmet mike was sensitive enough to pick it.

It was, at first, ignored as noise, but eventually, after being listened to many times, the recording made it clear what he said.

But for years, Armstrong would stay mum whenever he was asked about it.

Until about 10 years later, when someone asked him about it after he had a speech at Purdue University.

— Well, I have been refraining talking about it until now, but now that I learned that Mrs Bernstein passed away, 5 years after her husband, I feel I can tell it now.

You see, when I was a kid, I was playing ball in the backyard, and suddenly, the ball went to the neighbour’s yard. Since mr Bernstein was not fond of kids trampling his manicured lawn and very eager to tell them to get off it, I simply tiptoed very quietly to retrieve the ball that fell under his bedroom window.

You know, back then, there was no air-conditionning, and this being during the dog days of summer, the windows were kept open as much as possible to try to keep the temperature down inside the house.

So, as I got near the bedroom window, I crawled on all fours to reach the ball when I heard Mrs Bernstein loudly shout to her husband “Oral sex you want? Oral sex? Well, you will get oral sex when the kid next door walks on the moon”!!!!