"Augmented." Like. I inherited a rather complete complement of chemicals and apparatus from a relative.
Inluded things like a ribbon of magnesium foil, elemental phosphorus, four or five glass-stoppered reagent bottles with the reagents' names molded into the glass, a Fisher burner (bunsen burner with grillwork on top), flasks, beakers...
It wasn't long before I had to go buy pound bottles of the concentrated "big three,' HCl, HNO3, and sulphuric. Spelled "sulphuric."
Eimer and Amend scientific supply was a slight diversion from my subway route to and from school, and they never asked about age but I told them I was a chemistry student at Brooklyn Tech. Those were the days. Looking back, it reminds me of the fact that Pop used to send me out for cigarettes for him, and I was, hell, less than ten years old.
Home of the brave, land of the free, hah?
Yep on the Momism safety regulations causing our overprotective society which in turn caused the SJW movement, Ben !
"Be careful with that knife ! Don't cut yourself !
"Aw, Mom, I was just meaning to cut myself. You spoiled the fun !"
I wonder what those reagent bottles might be worth today.
Terry