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My nephew asked me a simple question during our stargazing session last month: “How big is Jupiter, really?” I pulled out my phone

First time peering through Dad’s telescope at 10 years old, Jupiter filled the entire eyepiece with swirling bands that stole my breath away.

Years ago, scanning backyard skies with my first telescope, Jupiter’s bands mesmerized me endlessly. Now imagining a similar giant drifting silently toward us

I flash back to stargazing in my vicinity as a sprat in pastoral Ohio, telescope wobbling on the lawn. Jupiter looked like a

I still flash back to the first time I refocused my vicinity telescope at Jupiter. That bitsy bright fleck suddenly revealed four lower

vividly recall that crisp autumn evening in 1994, at age 12, with my uncle’s 8-inch Dobsonian telescope. Amid 25°F chill, Jupiter’s banded storms

Last summer, I dragged my telescope to a dark field outside city, determined to eventually see Jupiter duly. My hands shook as I