I remember my first memories of the Apollo project where those of Apollo 10. I was living in England and was 6 years old. There was of course lots of information out there, on the TV and in books, but my six year old mind couldn't quite comprehend the big picture.
I was on hand to see live b&w pictures of the lunar surface as it scrolled below the windows of Charlie Brown. Like everyone else, I would say, if they are going all the way to the Moon, why not land. I think Dad or Mum explained that the Lunar Module was too heavy to land and they want to make sure everything worked. I was aware that the two craft had seperated and that the Lunar Module was going in for a close look - but the TV stayed with the Command Module (in England, we didn't use abbreaviations - LEM, CM. Actually TV was often Telly).
Now of course, I new enough to know that there was nothing living on the Moon, no air or water, okay, I believed that fact. But it didn't stop me imagining that little Moon creatures lived in the craters, and they could see the CM coming, and as it flew over head, they shut the lid on the crater (the shadowed floor of the crater) closing like a trap door, so we couldn't see them! Glad I let go of that one. Dad got me up for the A11 landing, but I think I was asleep by the time they got outside for the Moonwalk. Buzz, what a cool name. I was a little envious of a kid in my class whose surname was...Armstrong. Such happy memories, made happier that we can share them today.
Gaz