This is a single strand of DNA seen through an electron microscope.
The picture below is my grandpa and grandma, note the movie poster in the background is "After the Thin Man" a thirties movie.
It is interesting to me that these microscopic DNA strands can determine how we are made from conception through birth and adulthood. Some say environment is what develops our character and what we become.
The point of this post is this. My grandfather was placed on the steps of a convent and left there as an infant. He was sent on an orphan train from New York city (as a child) heading to the Midwest where at every stop farmers would pick through children to use as farm hands. He ended up in northern Missouri. He lived with the family for many years until he was old enough to leave them and move to Saint Louis. He was the best man I ever knew and had unknown genetics and poor environment. The family he lived with had a son grandpa's age and long after grandpa left; the mother of the family died. Her flesh and blood son (family DNA) contacted grandpa to pay for her funeral. Grandpa obliged and sent the money. The family son spent the money on something else. Later he contacted grandpa again because someone still had to pay for her burial. I guess the corpse was still embalmed and in a box. Grandpa replied to the son and said to put the coffin on the train and ship it to him in Saint Louis. The son did and grandpa bought a plot paid the shipping bill and had the woman buried and she wasn't even his mother and she mistreated him when he lived and worked for the family. I guess it shows that what a person does means more than anything else and what we do in our lives is up to us, no one else and no matter what a person's background is, it is up to them to be whatever they become.
Copyright Bill Weber 2018 and beyond.
The point of this post is this. My grandfather was placed on the steps of a convent and left there as an infant. He was sent on an orphan train from New York city (as a child) heading to the Midwest where at every stop farmers would pick through children to use as farm hands. He ended up in northern Missouri. He lived with the family for many years until he was old enough to leave them and move to Saint Louis. He was the best man I ever knew and had unknown genetics and poor environment. The family he lived with had a son grandpa's age and long after grandpa left; the mother of the family died. Her flesh and blood son (family DNA) contacted grandpa to pay for her funeral. Grandpa obliged and sent the money. The family son spent the money on something else. Later he contacted grandpa again because someone still had to pay for her burial. I guess the corpse was still embalmed and in a box. Grandpa replied to the son and said to put the coffin on the train and ship it to him in Saint Louis. The son did and grandpa bought a plot paid the shipping bill and had the woman buried and she wasn't even his mother and she mistreated him when he lived and worked for the family. I guess it shows that what a person does means more than anything else and what we do in our lives is up to us, no one else and no matter what a person's background is, it is up to them to be whatever they become.
Copyright Bill Weber 2018 and beyond.
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