Prof. Nils Nillson was chairman of the exalted Stanford Department of Computer Sciences. His family were also patients of mine. I exploited this connection by challenging him to help relieve a discomfort that I felt because of the deaths of some of my mentors whose teaching was critical to my growth. I felt cheated by no longer having the opportunity to salvage their knowledge.
Prime among my mentors were certainly my dad. I am an only child. I was his future hope. He was a legitimate alpha male. He made his way to the leadership of all groups that he surveyed. He was Harvard undergraduate, and Harvard Med. Father was the consummate humanist scientist.