Abstract
My father was a warm, concerned, and sharing father. As focused as he was on his own work, he nevertheless included me in his experiences and experiencing. I remember with great clarity when I was about four years old, I was sick in bed and he was taking care of me. He sat down on the bed beside me, with his pencil in hand, and told me, through wonderful freehand drawings, a Goldilocks story. I was Goldilocks and with his pencil he transported me, not to the Bears' house, but to universe, to help me understand something of Einstein's Theory of Relativity. What he was telling me was neither remote nor abstract. I was in a newly perceived universe. I was experiencing my father's thoughts and he was experiencing his own thinking as he communicated with me. It was exciting. We were sharing something together and I felt very warm and close to him in that experience. Something of this episode was later remembered in a book of his called Tetrascroll.' I shared very participatorily in the emergence of the Dymaxion Car, visiting the plant in Bridgeport, Connecticut, as his vision came to
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