These schools and the attitude of my parents towards these schools were important in preparing me for the work of an experimental scientist.
I was also interested in chemistry, but my parents were not willing to buy me a chemistry set.
The remoteness of my parents from the schools, so unfashionable today, was often painful for me, but I learned early to deal with an outside and sometimes hard world.
About 1900 my parents came to the United States as children from what was then the Polish area of Russia.
My parents were determined to move into the middle class.
My parents regarded school teachers as higher beings, as did many immigrants.
Whatever the course, whether the course was boring or interesting to me, whether I was talented in mathematics or not talented in languages, my parents expected A's.
A parent being called to the school because their child had misbehaved was as serious as a parent being called to the police station because their child had robbed a bank.
Along with my parents insistence, soon internalized, that I do very well in school, went my love of reading and my love of mechanics.