I was born in Palo Alto, California in 1961.
I was partly old-fashioned and partly modern.
My freshman year of high school I joined the chess and math clubs.
Most of my teachers probably found I made less trouble if they let me read.
With every passing year, BEC proves that it still has surprises left for us.
After a semester or so, my infatuation with computers burnt out as quickly as it had begun.
The 1970s, the decade of my teenage years, was a transitional period in American youth culture.
My father was a professor of civil engineering at MIT, and my mother taught high school English.
Conversely, I came to realize that being good at something is hardly a reason to avoid doing it.
There are relatively few experiments in atomic physics these days that don't involve the use of a laser.