November 20, 1958, Appleton Post-Crescent
A posed picture, to say the least, but a slice of a more innocent life we all experienced at one time or another. School project or not, there was a certain magic about science kits and the space race as a kid growing up. Remember Mr. Wizard? Maybe I thought at the time I was the exception for not being obsessed with sports like some kids, but my best Christmas present ever was a chemistry set one year, with real chemicals that smelled and made smoke and came with a microscope and glass slides. Ah, science.