By Thorbjorn Adam
I met Carl the day my family moved to Ventura Village. He was scraping the last ice off his immaculate sidewalks. Over the next years I had the privilege to spend countless hours with him. We worked on projects together and we traveled to his boyhood farm. We shared weekly meals together. Three themes remind of me of Carl”'s life. His endless curiosity, his deep sense of wonder and his constant fearlessness. Even as a boy he tried to make wings to fly like the birds. Be it nature or modern technology he was always in awe. Keeping him off a ladder was next to impossible. My family and I will miss Carl.