Time Traveler: A Scientist’s Personal Mission to Make Time Travel a Reality
I read a review for this book in a local paper, The Entertainer, and it sounded interesting. I couldn’t find the book here but did find it in a store named Boarders, in Maryland @ the Montgomery Mall. I remember the girl who directed me to the book, she looked to be impressing a boy with her art work of clothing designs, I remember because I was impressed as well.
The book is about a boy’s (Ronald L. Mallett) dream to make a time machine. A dream that has taken the author to the heights of science in pursuit of seeing his father again. At times it was difficult to read, because of the emotional links I found between the story and myself. 
As with many things, science is made of building blocks. What I saw was those blocks were not used exclusively to build new theories, some of those same blocks were instrumental in finding his wife, and healing his pain. Similar blocks can be found in you and I, when reading a book, meeting a friend, or smiling at a stranger. Its these shared blocks of knowledge that connects us to one another. If we couldn’t share these words there would be no meaning for you and no connection for us.
Knowledge connect thoughts and people, thoughts and people are not so different. After all you probably already have an idea of who I am, a concept of what I might say and do, you have a little me encapsulated in thought running around in your head. Good luck controlling that one. 
Through out the book I was amazed, and pondered over how far people can go, how far I have come, and how short my measure. It left me wanting more. I thought of reading about things related to my work, but I wanted to know more of things I knew nothing about, Mr. Mallett wrote that he took an interest in philosophy. I then decided that I would go check out the philosophy section at Barnes & Noble to find my next book.
April 13th, 2007 at 9:20 pm
“Similar blocks can be found in you and I, when reading a book, meeting a friend, or smiling at a stranger. Its these shared blocks of knowledge that connects us to one another. If we couldn’t share these words there would be no meaning for you and no connection for us.”
Jeez, man. I know you a bit in real life and through a mutual friend here I am on your blog. Never knew there was so much interesting stuff going on in that brain of yours. Therefore, the quote above seems quite appropriate.
April 14th, 2007 at 11:47 am
Thanks! You could have known me for years and probably said the same. I am rather private with most of the things that run through my noggin. People seem fine with knowing the me I show them.