Me too. Hal Finney (that Hal) was in the dorm room next to mine at university. He could ignore class for an entire semester. Just before exams, he would pick up the textbook, spend a couple hours on it, and ace the test.

Again and again.

While Hal was one of the nicest, easy going guys I can remember, his intelligence was so far off the charts there was no way to compete with that.

Of course, sometimes I wish I was as smart as Hal, as musical as George Harrison, as handsome as Tom Cruise, as cool as Steve McQueen, but all one can do is just be glad that nature produces such people now and then. I have no desire to tear them down to my level.