There was a very enjoyable article in the Christmas Day New York Times entitled: “Gifts That Keep Giving (if Not Exploding"). The piece, by Jennifer A. Kingson, certainly supports my belief that the toy store and aisle are the gateway to the professions. Here is how she opens her article: “Ask scientists of a certain age about their childhood memories, and odds are they’ll start yarning about the stink bombs and gunpowder they concocted with their chemistry sets.”
Today’s chemistry sets are tamer than those of earlier times. In fact, at one time they included radioactive ore. Maybe that’s why I glow in the dark.
Never-the-less, there was something exciting about blowing things up. In fact, it was a great way for older kids to tease younger ones. I can remember when I was six years old an older kid dropping something liquid from his chemistry set on my head and telling me it would make be bald. That big kid (and you know who you are David) was of course only teasing me. It did, however, just occur to me that I am bald; could it be…?
Do you have chemistry set stories? If so, let us know.