Most people trace their interest in a technical field back to a teacher, a class, or a well-known figure in STEM. Mine started with a stranger—an older man I met during a visit to the U.S. Space & Rocket Center.
I had always loved space, but at the time, it was more of a fascination than a direction. That changed the day I stood beneath the massive Saturn V rocket suspended above me. I remember how impossibly large it felt, stretching overhead in a way that made me feel small .
That’s when I met him.
He didn’t look like what I imagined a “technical” person would be. He was older, energetic, and clearly excited to be there, not just to observe, but to explain. Without hesitation, he started talking about the Saturn V: how it was built, how it worked, what each part was, and what made it powerful enough to send humans to the moon. He didn’t simplify it too much or talk down to me, even though I was young. Instead, he spoke with this contagious enthusiasm, like every detail mattered and every question was worth answering.
And he knew everything.
I don’t remember every fact he shared, but I remember how it felt to listen to him. It wasn’t just information, it was passion. The kind of passion that made something complex feel alive and exciting instead of intimidating.
Before we walked away, he smiled and said, “Okay, I hope you got all of that, because I’m going to quiz you next time.”
It was such a small comment, but it stuck with me. Not because I was worried about being quizzed, but because I was ready. It made me feel like I was part of something, and that understanding this wasn’t out of reach, that I was capable too.
Looking back, that moment changed more than I realized at the time. It shifted how I saw technical fields. They weren’t just about intelligence or memorizing facts (ven though they might be cool facts), they were about curiosity, energy, and a genuine love for understanding how things work. That man didn’t just know about rockets; he loved knowing about them. And more importantly, he loved sharing that knowledge.
That’s what I wanted.
I didn’t walk away thinking, “I want to build a Saturn V rocket.” I walked away thinking, “I want to care about something the way he does.” I wanted to be the kind of person who could stand in front of something complex and not only understand it, but explain it, like he did.
Since then, my interest in technical subjects has grown from curiosity into something more intentional. I approach challenges differently now. Instead of feeling overwhelmed by complexity, I try to break things down, ask questions, and stay engaged, even when it’s difficult. That shift didn’t come from a classroom lesson; it came from a brief interaction with someone who showed me what passion in a technical field actually looks like.
He probably never realized he made an impact on anyone that day. To him, it may have just been another conversation, another explanation of something he loved. But for me, it was something much bigger. It was a glimpse into the kind of person I want to become.
I don’t know his name, and I never saw him again. But in a single conversation, he showed me everything I needed to know, and that even small moments can shape someone’s future in ways you may never see.
One day, I want to be that person for someone else.