My dad introduced me to ham radio way back in the 70s. We built computers in our basement, by instruction (not from a kit) on the back of a brownie pan, learned to wire wrap and program in hex via toggle switches. Then came our trek to the first Boston Computer Festival, where we pre-ordered the 48th TRS-80 Model I. My dad taught me all about photography, how to take pictures, develop film and slides, and make prints. He taught me simple things like if the wind was blowing hard enough to show me the bottom of the leaves, it was going to be a bad storm. I learned the peace of the outdoors via canoeing, visiting spots in central NJ that most people don't know exist. I learned to be resilient and resourceful and not do harm to nature. I learned the majesty of the stars and the planets while geeking out with our big backyard telescope. I learned all of these things and so much more...thanks, Dad!