NYU is infamously known to be a suicide hot spot -- ask me sometime on my theory why -- but until yesterday, I had never known someone my age to take their own life. The recipient of that unfortunate distinction is Catherine Stevenson, who I remember as a brilliant and slightly cheeky biochem PhD I was interns with in Geneva.
We didn't keep in touch, of course. The news came through someone far better connected than I. But it's spooky, because I have my own highs and lows and hope to God that I never fall completely into that mental hole. I can only imagine a little bit how painful living must have seemed to her.
We didn't keep in touch, of course. The news came through someone far better connected than I. But it's spooky, because I have my own highs and lows and hope to God that I never fall completely into that mental hole. I can only imagine a little bit how painful living must have seemed to her.
Regarding Giant Microbes, too bad you're not in Vancouver. They've been the best-sellers at Science World since mid-summer. I've even got my own Martian Microbe.
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