Today, the third Monday in May, is that mysterious holiday that nobody can quite remember, but which fills us with joy and peace --
Miracle Monday!For Earth humans everywhere it was a special day, the third Monday of the month: Miracle Monday.
On Miracle Monday the spirit of humanity soared free. This Miracle Monday, like the first Miracle Monday, came in the spring of Metropolis, and for the occasion spring weather was arranged wherever the dominion of humanity extended.
On Uranus's satellites where the natives held an annual fog-gliding rally through the planetary rings, private contributions even made it possible to position orbiting fields of gravitation for spectators in free space.
On Titan, oxygen bubbles were loosed in complicated patterns to burst into flame with the methane atmosphere and make fireworks that were visible as far as the surface of saturn.
At Nix Olympica, the eight-kilometer-high Martian volcano, underground pressures that the Olympica Resort Corporation had artificially accumulated during the preceding year were unleashed in a spectacular display of molten fury for tourists who walked around the erupting crater wearing pressurized energy shields.
At Armstrong City in the Moon's Sea of Tranquility there was a holographic reenactment of the founding of the city in the year 2019, when on the fiftieth anniversary of his giant leap for mankind the first man on the Moon returned, aged and venerable, to what was then called Tranquility Base Protectorate, carrying a state charter signed by the President of the United States.
The prices of ski lift tickets on Neptune inflated for the holiday. Teleport routes to beaches and mountains on Earth crowded up unbelievably. Interplanetary wilderness preserves became nearly as crowded with people as Earth cities.
Aboard the slow-moving orbital ships that carried ores and fossil materials on slowly decaying loops toward the sun from the asteroids, teamsters partied until they couldn't see.
On worlds without names scattered throughout this corner of the Galaxy, where Earth's missionaries, pioneers and speculators carried their own particular quests, it was a day for friends, family, recreation and - if it brought happiness - reflection.
In this story from
Superman #400 (1984) by Elliott S! Maggin, a family in the year 5902 prepares to celebrate Miracle Monday with a traditional dinner:
( 3 pages from a 10 page story )What
is Miracle Monday? Read
the novel by Elliot S! Maggin which introduces Kristin Wells (who was later the Superwoman of the pre-crisis Bronze Age) and her investigation into the very first Miracle Monday, or check out
this article on Comics Alliance by Chris Sims. (WARNING: spoilers for the novel!)