From age eight to eleven, I attended a small parochial school in Bath, England. It was a small composed of four classes with about 25 children in each class according to age. For the most part, one teacher was responsible for teaching all subjects to their class. However, occasionally the Headmaster, Mr. Ronald Broackes, would come in and spend an hour or so, teaching some subject in which he was especially interested. He took a great interest in me and he quickly discovered that I enjoyed puzzles. He would often waylay me as I was going to class and produce a piece of paper from his pocket, often with a puzzle already on it. The puzzles were usually mathematical or logical. As time went on, they slowly got more difficult, but I loved them. They kindled within me a love of mathematics and problem-solving that stays with me to this day. They also served to show me that intellectual activity was rewarding when the correct answers were found, but perhaps more importantly it was great fun.