Thank You
my parents Andee and Asher
Manfred.
They raised me within their
love
for each other, the space for their
love
for me. From
my mother
I
got
creativity.
From
my father
I
got
service.
Though I didn't
say
it loudly ie at least though I didn't
say
it enough, I dedicated
my life
to them in acknowledgement of what they made
possible
for me (which by
the way,
I only
got
to appreciate
fully
when I became a
parent
myself). Thank You
Mom and Dad.
Thank You Marthinus "Martin" Versfeld, Professor of Philosophy at
UCT (University of Cape Town).
There were the philosophers who talked up a storm yet radiated
nothing
at all. There were the
people
who shone like the sun with no
worthwhile
conversation
to go with it. Martin had both. He was perhaps the first
person
I ever met who
walked the
talk.
I couldn't articulate what he had, but I knew I wanted it. He named
his house Klip en Klei. That's Afrikaans for Stone and
Clay -
perfect
for an
authentically
radiant,
brilliant
philosopher, and another clue. Thank You Martin.
Thank You June M Juritz, Professor of Statistical Sciences at UCT.
I took June's Mathematical Statistics class. Twice. Once in 1970. I
didn't
get
a passing grade. Then again in 1973 thanks to
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
(next).
This
time,
with June's
coaching
I
got
the highest score
possible.
What June gave me was how to
really
study, how to
look
things up in a library, how to do
(complete)
research,
a skill which hardly a day goes by that I don't still
use
pointedly - with great leverage. Thank You June.
So thank You
Maharishi Mahesh
Yogi.
Maharishi
warrants
an essay dedicated
entirely to him - which I've already written.
If I were to
consider
ten
people
with whom I would gladly be stranded on a desert island for an
indeterminate period of
time,
Maharishi
would be on that list. I dropped out of college with my degree
incomplete.
Maharishi
exhorted me to go back and finish it - long after I'd given up on
it. I did go back. I finished it. I
graduated.
Thank You
Maharishi.
Thank You Great Seer.
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