I did not know him. I did not even know his name. It would be no coincidence that I was predestined to get involved with Harry Shoaf. I reached back onto the highest shelf of the bedroom closet that I was cleaning and discovered a large three-ring binder, titled, “Space Saga.” It sounded interesting to me. I opened the first page and found there, in handwriting, “Alan Shepard is to write the Forward for my journal.” Indeed, what had I found? I started reading and read all through the night. This was the personal journal of NASA Design Engineer Harry Shoaf, depicting over 40 years of lifetime experiences with the first dreamers—the pioneers of space travel and his friendships with the astronauts! I was amazed and became excited to experience the inventions, failures, and successes along with Harry as I read his personal diary. I wanted to know Harry, where he lived, and hear him tell his story. On a crazy whim, I made the decision to travel to Cape Canaveral to find Harry and return his journal to him. This was going to be my journey of a lifetime!
The typos and print errors were exhausting. Mismatched word tenses, as well as incorrect word choices ("mist" for "midst", "patient" for "patience") were maddening. A good editor and formatter would have helped this effort emensely. Additionally, acronyms were not fully explained. There was some information to be gleaned, but most of it rattled along rat-a-tat. The books was simply not yet ready for prime time and more work on it was needed.