I was born in Long Beach, California to Marjorie Crane and Fred L. Welsh during the last days of WWII. I grew up in the Vassar/Millington, Michigan area where I did a lot of farming in my youth. Then, it was on to Michigan State for a BA in history/pre-law. After graduation, I became an officer in the US navy serving on LST1160 Traverse County and DD931 Forrest Sherman as main propulsion assistant and CIC officer. After leaving the Navy in 1972, I managed a Manpower Inc. office in Flint, Michigan. Then it was on to General Motors for twenty-seven years as an Industrial Engineer. Now, I'm happily retired and very busy with a singing group, Brothers in Song, and with volunteer work at the Bay County Historical Museum.
The Space Museum felt more like a piece of history today. It put events that took place in my lifetime in a historical perspective. They are no longer events taking place just beyound the horizon, part of today's experience. Now they are a part of man's grand story. The HP calculator from the seventies looks so quaint now but it was cutting edge when I used to stand in front of it, drolling, when the last men had just come home from the moon. The laptop that did calculations for missions from within the space vehicles couldn't be given to a ten year old today, But the Saturn V rocket still impressed... It lays on its side on transport wheels. Longer than a football field at three hundred and fifty feet, it looks hugh. Even on its side , it is taller than a two story house. On the top is a very small space for the three men who rode it to the moon. It says so much about the courage of those men and about human spirit.