While I’m at it, short story: There was an on-base McDonalds which I believe I was probably the only customer of. They shut that down to become the ‘Lunar Scie

While I’m at it, short story: There was an on-base McDonalds which I believe I was probably the only customer of. They shut that down to become the ‘Lunar Science Institute’ and moved all the moon rocks there. That was when we requested the moon dust and they sent simulant from Goddard instead. The McDonald’s was right next to the old Navy bachelor officer’s quarters, which we opened up to house the intern program. I had a few interns and a big empty lab so they used to hang out in my space. Well anyway, this is where my personal knowledge of the situation ends and the folklore begins, but, one of these kids had a crush on some girl who rebuffed his advances, but at some point acquiesced some form of willingness if they were on the moon to save mankind, something like that. Well, security was not great in that place, and I guess it hadn’t been upgraded since the days of serving Big Macs. He got the moon dust and laid it down on a bed for this girl. I forget how it ended for those two, but, we made do with the simulant.