I was in "Junior High" in 1970. 13 years old.
This was a big deal. When 13 came back from the translunar trip (farthest out into space anyone has ever gone), we sat at our work tables in metal shop while the radio from Houston played.
We had no idea of all of the brilliant engineering that saved the flight, but we thought of it as a lifeboat reaching for the shore.
I really think it's one of the most remarkable stories of the 20th Century.