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Of course, there was still much to learn. And though Father would try to teach me all he could about science, he himself was only an amateur when it came to rigorous explanations for how everything worked. Moreover, he too would struggle to follow along the more complex topics. A hobbyist could seldom pretend to true expertise, in the end. It was Greg who would lean into my ear and whisper explanations for whatever was going on. I often could not understand them, but I would nod and conceal my giddiness at being afforded special attention by a grown-up.