In the pioneering days of space research, John Kennedy was visiting NASA at Cape Canaveral. He had met many great scientists and researchers. He had met the men whose great ambition was to conquer space and walk on the surface of the moon. He had met administrators, accountants and many others whose contribution to the project was immense. Men and women who had a sense of destiny, purpose and pride.

Walking through the corridors on his way back to his limousine, he came across a stooped, grey-haired black man with a bucket in one hand and a mop in the other. It seemed to be quite a redundant question, but the president asked him politely, "And what do you do here at the Cape?"

Straightening his back, the cleaner looked square at the President, and with a strong sense of pride and dignity in his voice replied, "Sir, I'm doing the same as everyone else, I'm working here to put a man on the moon. That's exactly what I'm doing here."