At home I have hanging on the wall in a massive frame a large photograph of the Queen with Gagarin. In Soviet times, it hung in the office of the Chief Designer our KBM.
And looking at her, I began to recall the name of the German (US) Queen. It was only after 20 minutes of intensive brainstorming.
But the name of the hero yesterday and I could not remember. But today, when I was walking home from the market, laden with onions, potatoes, eggs, buckwheat and cottage cheese. And considers at the same time their steps.
A miracle happened.
Suddenly the memory channel opened and I said name of this famous people.
Wernher von Braun.
Although I did not even think about it. God. Soon I will liken his mother, who read every day the same old newspapers.
It's sad but inevitable.