Saturday, October 20, 2007


When I was very young I received a book of chemistry instruction in the mail. The first chapter of the book covered the importance of safety and provided a list of items needed for further instruction. I transcribed this list of items to my mother and waited for their arrival. At 5pm my door knocked. It was my mother, as expected, with a box. In it I found two rubber gloves, a beaker, a visor for my eyes, envelopes filled with various powders, and a Bible. Mother smiled, kissed my on my cheek and left me alone to my new world of thought. In many ways I have never left that room since.