It's about bucket lists and a yearn to see the Space Shuttle fly before it's too late. It's about growing up terrified in a roiling Cold War. It's about chasing Sputnik down with boyhood rockets. It's about disheveled students, the ones with two pocket protectors and zero girlfriends; the amateur radio freaks; the wild-eyed neighborhood rocket launchers. We would call them "nerds" today, but in the 1950s, they wore the label "introverts." It was handled as a disease; a condition to be corrected. They were an uncounted, unnoticed generation; their diverse curiosities calling them to self-educate for a challenge yet undefined. But they were disorganized, rudderless; a solution in search of a problem. So when John Kennedy made his call, they were ready. I have been watching the incredible NASA show for near a lifetime, now ... an epic saga extracted from dreams, bolstered by bravery, tempered with tears. In my overactive mind, I have erected a rickety structure of opinions about all of this. Read about them here ... And then, together, we'll watch the The Last Rocket Show. Includes dozens of author photos and two original videos]