I realized that to get from Australia to me when I was a baby, the powdered milk had to run a very, very long relay race. And I thought that if you added in all the thousands or tens of thousands of people who built the factories and steam trains and steamships, then there were lots and lots of people who were all connected to me. But among all those people, the only one I really knew was the pharmacist near our old house, and other than him, I didn’t know any of them. And looking at it the other way around, I was sure none of them knew me. I thought that was really strange.
