Hemophilia and Learning to Love Science

Abstract

“Dennis Liu-kovitch, don't tell stories,” my mother would admonish me, with that mystifying but charming slavicisation of our Chinese surname. She would say this when she detected that I was tempted to launch into a small fib, if not an outright lie. Never the less, I grew up loving stories and their many poses: a biased account, an amusing diversion, propaganda, a memorable way to make a point. I've ended up making a living telling stories, and who doesn't like a good one? Mom, these days I'm mostly telling science stories! Of the many influences—teachers, parents, museums, reading, family trips—on my path to becoming a professional peddler of science stories, it's a film that burns bright in my mind. It features a very unlikely hero, a dodgy plot, incredible special effects, and an audacious ensemble cast. The film is Hemo The Magnificent , by the legendary director Frank Capra. It received high ratings for its television premier in 1957, beating out the non-science programs on the other two networks. I was not born in time to catch the premier, but I saw the film in …