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I Remember Vividly My Student Days, Spending Hours At The Light Microscope, Turning Endlessly The Micrometric Screw, And Gazing At The Blurred Boundary Which Concealed The Mysterious Ground Substance Where The Secret Mechanisms Of Cell Life Might Be Found.

If We Examine The Accomplishments Of Man In His Most Advanced Endeavors, In Theory And In Practice, We Find That The Cell Has Done All This Long Before Him, With Greater Resourcefulness And Much Greater Efficiency.

This Familiarity With A Respected Physician And My Appreciation Of His Work, Or The Tragedy I Experienced With The Long, Tormented Agony And Death Of My Mother Might Have Influenced Me In Wanting To Study Medicine. It Was Not The Case.

No Doubt, Man Will Continue To Weigh And To Measure, Watch Himself Grow, And His Universe Around Him And With Him, According To The Ever Growing Powers Of His Tools.

This Attempt To Isolate Cell Constituents Might Have Been A Failure If They Had Been Destroyed By The Relative Brutality Of The Technique Employed. But This Did Not Happen.