My Dad was a cultural anthropologist. We lost him earlier this year and I think back to how fascinated he was with all the cultures of the world and his curiosity of others.
He had a PhD from Berkley and he applied it in everyday life. I have always felt that by association I essentially had a bachelors in anthropology.
One of his legacies is my curiosity and openness to others and their cultures.
Fun fact, he with my mom and older brother, lived with the Huave people of Oaxaca during his field work in a town called San Mateo del Mar.