I came to know Ted first and foremost as a friend, before either of us was aware of our strongly shared intellectual interests. The images that recur before my eyes, still making him almost tangible, come as much from our times together with families as from our life in the university. He wore his hat as father and husband with grace and ease. Once he confided to Vicky, his wife, that he was taken by suprise at how comfortable and content he felt in his role as father. But it came as no surprise to his friends and colleagues. The same infinite patience and appreciation of others that permeated his personal and professional relationships made him such an adoring father and husband. I remember any number of times, while he was still sitting a...