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anything the moron had to say about the subject or most subjects for that matter.
    That is except for his grandfather Pop, who simply smiled and grinned at his occasional strange comments about what he could see. Telling him that a Neutron star had made him special. But then Pop was just a crazy half senile old man, even if he was supposed to be a genius. Besides, special was what most planets called children born with deformities and mental handicaps. So he figured it fit. After all, his brother and parents were always telling him how stupid he was. Including his grandfather when they were arguing about some point of physics or some theory as Jack tried to understand the universe around him. Though, unlike his family and everyone else on the ship, Pop did not consider Stupid as a permanent condition or that the recipient was even wrong. Unbeknownst to others, once in a while, Pop was talking about himself when he made the statement after Jack had pointed out an idea or point of fact he had forgotten or never thought of during one of their arguments.
    One thing Jack was sure of was that he could do calculations in his head faster than most people and even the computer auto pilot sometimes. With the spatial references seeming to just pop into his head like it had just done a few minutes before after noticing a few things like the ship's speed, thrust vector, air density and the strength of gravity around and ahead of the ship. It also allowed him to run the grav board, knowing how much power to add or subtract to what wave, from what direction, where on the ship and when, to counter act the movements of the ship and the fields around it before the passengers felt the ship go bump in the sky or even sway.
    Jack took a deep breath shaking his head. What really pissed him off about getting chewed out in front of everyone was that he should have known better by now. The bridge crew was already looking at him even though it was not his mistake but they had heard him being chastised and that was enough. After all, it could not possible be Pop's mistake and they had seen Jack helping plot the course earlier, even if all he was doing was trying to learn how to navigate. "When was he, the moron, going to learn navigation or simply give up and quit causing trouble?" He had heard it all before, way too many times. Which is why he was stuck on the bridge at the Grav board during take offs and landings.
    He was 13 when the ships navigation system's main power supply and all its backups had failed during launch, (a critical piece of equipment) sending the ship out of control. Jack had seen and felt the massive waves of energy the burning power supply was giving off before it finally blew from the children's acceleration couches at school and knew that fire was disastrous aboard ship. He had left the class acceleration couch room with the instructors screaming at him to sit back down though not one followed or tried to stop him. He was half way to the bridge as the ship took a nose dive. With the bridge screaming to get the power to the navigation system back on. It only took Jack a few seconds to get to the power distribution compartment on the deck below the bridge. Then to realize that the hot slagged missing section of cable leading from the burned out power supply must be what was wrong with the navigation system everyone was yelling about. It only took a few seconds more to jerk out a cold piece of wire elsewhere and short around the burned, blown and dead mains, holding the wire in place long enough for the ship to make orbit before being found with his hands still in the 4,000 volt power panel.
    Jack never could figure out how he could have, let alone how anyone could believe , he had destroyed the hundred pound enclosed, hundred year old power supply, not to mention the already rusted, corroded, junk backups that failed to work, but they did. Though the power supplies on all the important equipment across the ship were replaced and