Abstract
December 7th, 1912 marks the 100th birthday of my father, Lewis Samuel Feuer. That date was to play an important role in his subsequent biography, about which I plan to write in a different context: his friendship and decades long correspondence with the eminent Japanese sociologist, Kazuko Tsurumi who died several years after my father. My task here is to put forward a few reminiscences of my father, reminiscences which I hope will be general enough that they will not be cloying or sentimental or cast a pall over the open-ended kind of inquiry offered by the essays in this symposium.