From Immigrant to Inventor

Michael, or Mihajlo Pupin was a badass Serbian, pardon my French. When he was 16, his dad died, so he left school and came to America with 5 cents, which he promptly spent on a bogus prune pie. It was nothing but pits, but I mean, a prune pie sounds pretty bogus to begin with. I like prunes with some peanut butter, but that’s about it. Anyway, here’s what he had to say about it, “…it is not a handicap to any boy to be penniless when he strikes out for an independent career, provided that he has the stamina to stand the hardships that may be in store for him.” I don’t think as many people were as soft back then as they seem now. This cat perseveres, goes to Columbia, gets all kinds of patents, and was a founding member of what later became NASA. What the hell have I done? :-/