In 1969, I was in gradskool in Ames, Iowa. I was pretty well on my way to drifting away from being an idealistic young socialist and toward becoming a small-gubmnt libertarian. That drift made me far less enamoured of the moon programme than many of my friends were. I didn't see the point of going to the moon (still don't, really; though as a stepping stone to Mars for future colonization... maybe). We (i.e. the US gubmnt) were spending billions and billions on the space race when there were so many competing "needs" on earth.
I was much more interested in ending the Vietnam war, in controlling and reducing pollution, and in controlling the beginnings of the horrid economic period that was emerging because the gubmnt wouldn't control its spending.
But we did go to a friend's place to watch it. I'm glad I did.