Those people I pity (the few times I think about them) because they’ve never been touched or moved by something magical, nor are they likely to be as they ossify in their beliefs. Some cherished things from childhood are indefensible - we all have ‘em - and some are the sort of thing that make the so-called “grownups” around us shake their heads sadly, prescribe medication, and glibly state that we’ll never face adult responsibilities. But his interests were always practical, not fanciful - on the order of trade skills.ĭJS: As with a lot of things, it depends on what flies through your “kid window” when it’s open at a certain age. But he was the perfect guy to ask, “If I wanted a thing to do this, how would you do it?” He always had an answer. My first application of this knowledge was to open up a TV set and figure out how to run wires from the speaker, splice them to a jack, and plug that into a tape recorder so I could make audio tapes of monster movies and yeah, Outer Limits episodes. Leo eventually became an electrical engineer, so the credit is his, too, for getting me interested in electronics. I got to observe as he lived through the purgatory of his own high school mating rituals. Thanks to him I took a two-hour drafting lab in high school and got my first set of drafting tools - he bought me a T-square and a drawing board, and I swiped the compasses and such from the high school. Wiring up a TV so you could turn it on from the other side of the room, before remotes. I can’t credit the man enough for influence and encouragement.
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