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My great-grandmother was struck by lightning. Witnessing this, my great-grandfather grabbed a bucket of water and threw it against the wall. The electricity jumped towards the water, escaping her body. She only lost a finger.

Every time I hear my family recount this story, I cannot believe it. How he thought on his feet so quickly. Where did he learn that? This man was a machinist, educated up to the 8th grade. Perhaps he learned this on the job or elsewhere in his day-to-day life in rural Minnesota. But what do I mean by learn that? It wasn't only that he knew something about the properties of electricity. It was that my great-grandfather took that fact and utilized it in a novel context — a horrifying event like watching a loved one be electrocuted.

I feel like any app I create or blog post I publish cannot match that feat of intuitive brilliance.

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My great-grandmother was struck by lightning. Witnessing this, my great-grandfather grabbed a bucket of water and threw it against the wall. The electricity jumped towards the water, escaping her body. She only lost a finger.

Every time I hear my family recount this story, I cannot believe it. How he thought on his feet so quickly. Where did he learn that? This man was a machinist, educated up to the 8th grade. Perhaps he learned this on the job or elsewhere in his day-to-day life in rural Minnesota. But what do I mean by learn that? It wasn't only that he knew something about the properties of electricity. It was that my great-grandfather took that fact and utilized it in a novel context — a horrifying event like watching a loved one be electrocuted.

I feel like any app I create or blog post I publish cannot match that feat of intuitive brilliance.

My great-grandmother was struck by lightning. Witnessing this, my great-grandfather grabbed a bucket of water and threw it against the wall. The electricity jumped towards the water, escaping her body. She only lost a finger.

Every time I hear my family recount this story, I cannot believe it. How he thought on his feet so quickly. Where did he learn that? This man was a machinist, educated up to the 8th grade. Perhaps he learned this on the job or elsewhere in his day-to-day life in rural Minnesota. But what do I mean by learn that? It wasn't only that he knew something about the properties of electricity. It was that my great-grandfather took that fact and utilized it in a novel context — a horrifying event like watching a loved one be electrocuted.

I feel like any app I create or blog post I publish cannot match that feat of intuitive brilliance.

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