Showing posts with label microscope. Show all posts
Showing posts with label microscope. Show all posts
June 7, 2013
November 24, 2012
This would never happen today.
Chicago, Illinois, November 1961. My Dad enjoys a cigarette at his work desk, which stood adjacent to the lab bench.
August 26, 2012
June 2, 2012
Working from Home
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1957,
Dad,
home,
house,
Master Bedroom,
microscope,
Suburban Chicago,
work
December 27, 2011
An idea that didn't work.
My Dad did his best to convince me that a career in the natural sciences would be interesting. I took a different path.
Suburban Chicago, 1962. I take a look at some of Dad's histology slides through his microscope at the master bedroom's mahogany desk.
Suburban Chicago, 1962. I take a look at some of Dad's histology slides through his microscope at the master bedroom's mahogany desk.
Labels:
1962,
childhood,
Dad,
Irene,
Master Bedroom,
microscope,
work
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