Father’s Day 2026

I awakened to a clear sunny morning this June 21, 2026, knowing it was the summer solstice. You could say I’m basking in its light despite being indoors in a modern house with plenty of windows admitting this light. Daylight (of which there are numerous definitions, I have recently learned) in Pittsburgh is 15 hours and 6 minutes today; in Reykjavik, it’s over 21 hours!

I’ve been thinking about these lengthening days in which I take a certain comfort, when compared to those of December. For the past few days, I have been anticipating - with some dread, actually - this inflection point, the day on which this process reverses. Contrary to this comfort provided by longer days is a certain pause, let’s say, resulting from my realization of just how fast the days seem to have passed since the vernal equinox of March; seems like yesterday. This so palpably reminds me how my days are numbered - even more so than by counting down the sands of time remaining by my many 90 day prescription refills. These, too, go by quickly and weirdly correspond to the change of the seasons.

I’m also aware today is Father’s Day in some fraction of the world. This, too, is cause for reflection. Though acknowledged as a species of fact for a certain date each year, such manmade holidays seem paltry and arbitrary by comparison to the aforementioned movements of our planet and solar system Newton first accurately described in the 17th century after likely millennia of curiosity by our forbears.

I’ve recently acquired some welcome insight into just how our ancient ancestors’ curiosity - arising from observations with their mere senses - were satisfied by the likes of Newton, Hook, Huygens and others. My insights into this are owed to a trilogy of inspiring historical novels by Neal Stephenson, called The Baroque Cycle. These include Quicksilver, The Confusion and The System of the world.

These books combine some central fictional characters and their plausible interactions with many real historical figures, including those mentioned. What is so enlightening is that these books show what surely must have been some of the thoughts and motivations leading to discovery of the nature of realities which had been observed in ignorance since time immemorial. These stories are inspiring, no less than are my own meager observations of today’s position of the earth in relation to the sun. YouTube is chock full of videos showing all this in ways which are also inspiring.

All these thoughts, in turn, lead unmistakably to the Founder of the Scanalyst site and father of our community - John Walker. There is no doubt in my mind that John was not one in a million, but at least one, two, or even three orders of magnitude greater. John was surely made of the same intellectual and curiosity stuff as Newton, Leibniz, et.al. I found John’s humility, which accompanied his brilliance, to have been all the more exceptional.

I never knew anyone like him. I miss him.

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Me too.

Btw, Your post provided a reflection trigger for me. Thank you.

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I want you to know just how affirming I find your comment. I try to write honestly, revealing as best I can the blend of thought and emotion which constitute my inner life. I am grateful to know it affected you. Being subject (at age 82) to many brief flashes of intensely bittersweet memories, I can occasionally see the power of others’ responses to me. Over many years now, I am aware how others’ responses are a kind of “mirror” in which I see elements of myself. My own self-image is largely in-formed by the sum of others’ responses to me. To the extent I have been honest (as opposed to presenting a contrived burnished image of how I want to be perceived), honest feedback becomes a force which either affirms me or tells me there’s work I need to do by way of self improvement. I learned that important operating principle not from psychotherapy (of which I consumed a fair bit), but from 12-step recovery, which made me human and whole (though still flawed and fallen). So, thanks again for triggering these thoughts.

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I miss him as well.

Something comes to mind right now, please excuse the references if you do not agree with the concept, but I will continue, never the less. I once referred to him as a brother, indeed I felt that way, a closeness, even though we communicated via email, sometimes in a voice group application, and sometimes via the second life web application, but never in person.
Looking back now and understanding more now in how he related to more people than just me, “sainthood” should be an option.

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I’m very glad you did continue! Spot on. Even more extraordinary than John’s intellect and curiosity, was his humility. This came through in everything he wrote and said. Almost without exception, the highly intelligent people I’ve met (none anywhere near John intellectually) were far from humble people. I count myself fortunate to have met John at his office (adjacent to his home) in Lignieres. One of my two sons is Swiss and I visited him in Zurich at least once a year. One time, he drove us to Lignieres and he, too met John and liked him very much. I had I asked John if I might visit him on two occasions, the last around 2019 (the pre-Covid world). He was gracious and friendly - as his written materials suggest. Yes, he did have some rough edges, for which he was sometimes called “prickly”. I didn’t witness this and hasten to add that had such yet-to-be-smoothed edges disqualified candidates for sainthood, there wouldn’t be ANY.

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