There was something else about him, too - more difficult to explain, but still vivid in my memory after all these years.  There was a sort of volatile energy, like a harnessed atom kept under control only through great restraint.  Having seen this trait in just a few others during my lifetime, I've come to believe that it is, purely and simply, intelligence - but intelligence of such an enormous quantity that it's hard to imagine how it might all be used.  Those who possess this rare quality seem to contain a huge explosive, which trigger mechanism might go off with the slightest jar.  Such people speak softly, move slowly, and seem to bear with infinite patience the traffic they must have with the world.  But inside are mountains and seas of upheaval.

A trait of our industry is to turn everything into an acronym.  I refer to this as the BOME - the Bane of My Existence.

Privacy - like eating and breathing - is one of life's basic requirements.