Tedesco was friends with Einstein and they regularly exchanged letters. Tedesco "disappeared" into the foothills to work on compositions without disturbance and distraction. He had a perpetual note on the glass storm door that read, "Bill! Wait here! Be right back!" Visitors read the note and went away. Another science friend who visited and I met was Albert Sabin. The oral polio vaccine developer.
Both Einstein and Sabin were good violinists and pianists. Tedesco loved science. I loved science and still do. I never met Einstein, but feel I knew him from Tedesco's many wonderful stories. I was too young to know anything when Einstein passed.
I have a little connection with the AMNH. In 1965, by freak accident I caught the northernmost record Thysania agrippina, and a photo and my narrative of the capture is in the collection archives at the museum.
I was 10, delivering lunch to an attorney from my parent's sandwich shop business. The moth was flying against the windows of the Exchange National Bank building. I might be able to capture it. I knew what it was from seeing specimens in two museums. I dropt the lunch and chased the moth. Finally pinned it to the window with my chest. It's wings were as wide as my chest. I eased my fingers in to hold its wings down. When I released pressure of my chest on it, the moth began flapping violently and the tips of both wings tore off. The loose moth flew around the corner. I chased it. It flew up and over the Hibbard building. I ran around the block and found it resting on the brick of a barber shop. As I approached, it flew across the street, into the open door of the Brass Rail Bar. I chased it and asked the bartender if he saw a giant moth fly in. He said no, but a bird just flew it. I asked where it went, and he said, "Up there" in a hole in the ceiling above the bar. I begged permission to climb up and get it, but he said no. I returned to the sandwich shop in big trouble because I didn't deliver the lunch, and people who witnessed, including a traffic cop who tried to catch and stop me, all said I went berzerk. At end of the day, my mother took me by the hand, home for punishment. She parked by the court house where there were all day meters. At Colorado Ave where the Brass Rail was, I broke loose from her grip and ran down to the Brass Rail. There was the moth, on the inside of the window. I dashed in, grabbed it, put it in the killing jar along with the two wing tips I saved.
Here you can see the repair on the underside of the wingtips where I glued them back together with a paper reinforcing strip on the worse torn side.
It measures 10.2 inches in wingspan.
This is by wingspan the world's largest moth species. I caught a monster in Costa Rica, woth a wingspan of 12.0 inches, 30.5cm.
I am glad to know a Cell paper was part of a Google news feed. So much more interesting and important than any lie the T word tells, or some of the wild or boastful religious sh!t we read here.
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