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Amid the chaos and frustration that was my education in chemistry, there were some rare pleasant moments. The laboratory was my salvation, a place where my skills as a cook could be put to use in following specified procedures to identify unknowns and quantify mysterious aliquot parts. I particularly liked using those wonderful scales, the ones with which we calculated tare (the weight of containers and filter paper) and then measured ingredients after the materials were enclosed behind a glass door. I liked the idea that not even a breeze could affect the measurement. It was as though we were weighing things in a world separate from our own, a world in which error could not intrude. The precision was awe inspiring and something many of us still yearn for.
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