So as soon as I was six, he being a self educated man and loving the Harris, he brought me to join the children’s library. The first Saturday morning, he walked me in and turned left and said, These are the Gates of Paradise. And I said, What’s paradise, daddy? And he said, Paradise is a wonderful place where everyone is happy all the time and they have everything they ever wanted. And then we walked a bit further, turn left again into the children’s library. And I turned and said, Now I am in paradise because there were books everywhere.