To heal our wounds we will drive our fallen son's car home. He died fighting to grow up. He thought his high status as a star scientist-to-be had brought him to adulthood. All his colleagues said he was fantastic, an intellectual dynamo. When he saw he couldn't stay up there he wrote that he might go back to "the love and safety mommy and daddy could give" him. He was man enough to reject this option but too sick psychologically to go on living as a failure and a child in his own, but not any one else's, eyes.
Professor Harris and many of Dan's friends, lab mates and teachers gathered to share their memories of Dan on Sunday April 20, Berkeley campus
No comments:
Post a Comment