As a child of the space age, born in 1956, the space race enthralled me like nothing else. Sitting in a cardboard box pretending to be an astronaut, getting to sit in the Gemini capsule at Smithsonian during a visit to my big sister in college at GW in D.C.-to me the astronauts were the coolest of the cool.
97 years is a heck of a run-RIP Captain, together with Marilyn for eternity.