As my life turns for the worse, I have decided that instead of requesting one of my close associates or even a beloved family member to give my eulogy at my funeral I shall take it upon myself to reflect on my now seeming un-important, failure plagued strive to advance a science that will most likely never amount to anything.
I have devoted my entire life to studying and trying to understand this field of psychology. From the day I began schooling in the fields of philosophy and history I've always wanted to do as my peers had. As a young student attending Williams College, I was enticed by the amount of information I was taking in and the amounts of facts I was learning. As with many of peers after I received my undergraduate diploma I continued on to my graduate degree. Unfortunately due to my lack of financial success so far in life I was unable to attend a Graduate program for philosophy in Europe, so I decided that I would go to New York and attempt to get a graduate degree in the Clergy.
New York was somewhat daunting for a young man of my stature. Growing up and spending most if not all my life in a small town in Massachusetts I had never had the opportunity to soak up differently ideas about the world. When I moved to New York I took full opportunity to soak up the variety of cultural, sociological, educational, and artistic opportunities to a young man such as myself.
After only one year of attending Union Theological Seminary in New York, I was able to borrow enough money to finally attend school in Europe. When arriving in Europe my main goals were to study Philosophy and the Clergy, but as things most often turn about, I encountered a new study called Experimental Psychology. With the psychology in mind I studied under Mr. Reymond in Berlin until I was unable to pay for the rest of my degree. I then returned to New York to attempt to finish my education once again at Union.
