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Growing up, most go through a phase in which they incessantly as the question why. My parents quickly realized this when at the age of seven I attempted a career in animal autopsies. I never quite outgrew my “why” phase. I have always been mathematically inclined, but this initial career birthed an inquisitiveness that only blossomed with my ever increasing knowledge and forever transforming surroundings.
Since my mother’s family lived close we made a point to visit frequently. They lived in a very small town and often had problems with hogs digging in the yard. Most of the time they only became a problem at night, but one Sunday an audacious little hog decided to try his mischief during the day. However, he was sadly mistaken. After they shot the animal it finally stopped squirming enough for them to hang him from a tree to clean it. My cousins and I decided to watch, because we had never seen anything cleaned before. While watching I became completely fascinated by what I saw. As the knife tore down the beast’s stomach and its insides became visible I stood awestruck, unable to do anything but stare. After regaining composure I begged my uncle to explain what everything was. Eventually everyone became bored with the impromptu anatomy lesson. Since it was quite a large animal the cleaning took a significant amount of time. Towards the end of what became a lesson I decided that it simply was not enough to just look at the heart. I was informed that a pig heart is most closely related to the human heart, so I determined I needed to hold it. Holding the heart I felt on top of the world. I felt like the most edified seven year old in the world.
I was lucky enough to grow up in Bryan/College Station, Texas which is not a far drive from any major city. Bryan is a melting pot of all major cities in Texas. It offers a very homely atmosphere, but I always found myself dissatisfied. In Austin I can enjoy the influence of the University of Texas and the...