After reading Albert Einstein’s biography, I’ve suddenly realized there are significant parallels in our lives. For instance, he is said to have been born with an enlarged head. All of my parts were quite large at birth. I was such an attraction that a nurse carried me around the wards to show me off. Actually, it required two nurses.
Albert and I were both considered odd balls and nonachievers in our youth. He went on to win the Nobel Prize and great popularity. All I’ve got up to now is a second place spelling bee medal. My picture accompanied some of my newspaper columns so I am frequently recognized on the street, but so far I’ve been able to avoid serious injury. (Some people just can’t take a joke.)
I share Einstein’s love of classical music. He was a good enough violinist to play in benefit concerts with the great Fritz Kreisler. I once accompanied the Budapest Quartet at Carnegie Hall in a Mozart sonata until an usher ran down the aisle, reached in and yanked my harmonica right out of my mouth.
Einstein was a small boat enthusiast, but he was reportedly a “comically bad sailor”, often running aground or capsizing. My rowboat, the “Pourous”, ” sometimes submerges without warning and, as a rower lacking a rear view mirror, I’ve collided with other boats, docks, ducks and an occasional Canada Goose.
“Imagination is more important than knowledge,” Einstein claimed. I agree and my blog title backs me up. There seems to be a definite pattern here. Perhaps I’ll make my late start by completing Einstein’s search for a unified theory. I’ll start by brushing up on my multiplication tables.
Imagine That 