I have a secret admission to make. I like the old Andy Griffith Show. It’s sweet to imgine that there is a Mayberry out there, with a kindly Sheriff and old timey sayings and warm, neighborly ways of resolving things.
On last night’s show, in the original year it was made, 1960, a new guy had come to town that eerily knew everybody. He knew things about them that a guy in town wouldn’t know for being there just a week. So the suspicion grew and the townsfolk got agitated. Andy the Sheriff was chatting with the new guy in the Courthouse, trying to get the measure of him and how he knew so much about the folks. The guy wasn’t helping by being more eerie with each question he answered. Finally Andy asked,
“Do you think we will fly to the moon someday?”
“Shucks, sure!” the guy answered
“Boy, I think you on the moon already.”
Imagine, asking what at the time was thought to be an inconceivable question. Inconceivable!