as long as i can remember my dad always called the moon or maybe it was the man on the moon "boo". so growing up i would always look at the moon w him and say "hey boo". naturally i fell in love w the night sky and everything about it. And now that my dad lives west coast and i am still east i know that thats one thing we can always share together...the moon. If i miss him i will call him up we will both step outside look at up at the same sky the whole world can see...and my dad always says, "were looking at the same exact moon." I'll forever love this.