A Quote by Leroy Chiao

Growing up in the 1960s, I can't remember a time when I wasn't fascinated by airplanes and rockets. — © Leroy Chiao
Growing up in the 1960s, I can't remember a time when I wasn't fascinated by airplanes and rockets.
Growing up, I was fascinated with Buck Rogers' airplanes. As I began to mature in World War II, it became jets and rocket planes. But it was always in the air.
I was diagnosed with attention deficit hyperactivity disorder (ADD/ADHD) and obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD) as an adult, but I don't remember a time when I didn't have them. Back in the 1960s, when I was growing up, my symptoms didn't have a name, and you didn't go to the doctor to find out.
I feel that for the first time in a long time, educated Pakistanis are returning to their country to start up educational projects, to start up businesses, so instead of the brain-drain that happened in the 1950s and 1960s, the country is growing and improving economically.
When I was growing up I spent a lot of time reading about ancient China and was really fascinated.
Growing up in Arizona, I love fireworks, shooting off bottle rockets and M80s.
But remember this, Japanese boy... airplanes are not tools for war. They are not for making money. Airplanes are beautiful dreams. Engineers turn dreams into reality.
I can't remember the last time I was out at a bar or club. I'll still drink, but I just can't remember the last time I blacked out. Which I think means I'm growing up.
I was a typical teen growing up in the 1960s, when everybody was into gurus and meditation.
I spent my time, growing up, essentially between two things: technology and retail. I was fascinated by selling and loved the idea of making a profit, but I also spent a lot of time on technology.
From the time I was a little itty-bitty kid, I was going to the airport every day. I began to study all the airplanes, and I'd draw all the airplanes.
When I was growing up in the 1960s, there was starting to be more books geared towards young adults.
I loved Lil Wayne growing up; he was like the king when I was growing up. I remember 'Fireman.' That was one of my favorite songs.
I remember spending time in Stratford growing up with all that company running round and putting on silly hats and just having fun all the time.
Growing up, for years and years I had no idea what the plots of operas were, and that's part of what fascinated me - I could make them up and learn bits and pieces of what was going on over time. There's something about it being always a step away that makes it more fun to chase.
When I was 9 years old, growing up in Denver in the 1960s, I'd spend hours listening to my friend's mother's record collection.
As an undergraduate at Harvard in the 1960s, I was fascinated by my visits to psychologist B.F. Skinner's laboratory.
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