Statue of Lotfi Zadeh in Baku, Azerbaijan.

My father with his parents after he received his Ph.D. from Columbia University.

Norm with his sister and Patricia McGirl, who lived across the street.

My mother, surrounded by suitors in Teheran, Iran.

Sheena Chou and Ashley Degenford, visiting my mother and father at their home at 904 Mendocino in Berkeley.

My father, sister, and I next to our car at 850 James Street in Pelham Manor, New York.

Me with my mother and father at 16 Las Piedras in Orinda, California.

Google did a google doodle using my father’s image, which was quite an honor.

My father with Norman and Stella, in Maine.

My father and mother flanked by my father’s parents.

Photos of Harry Truman and Richard Nixon, taken by my father.

IEEE Lotfi Zadeh medal

My father with his parents, my sister and me, at Columbia University.

My father, with me and Stella,

A photo of my father while visiting Princeton, circa 1950.

Azerbaijan honored my father by putting his face on a stamp.

My father in his office at U.C. Berkeley.

My mother’s mother, Raya Sand, an artist, who was born in Latvia.

Norm with his sister, Stella. Trouble ahead.

A photo from our home at 850 James Street, Pelham, Manor, NY. From left to right, Uncle Ham, my father, Aunt Chris, two unknowns, my grandmother Fanusha, me, my mother, my mother’s father, and Stella.

If you think the guy in the middle looks a little weird, he probably is.

My father in boots is a hard vision to absorb.

My father was born in Baku, Azerbaijan. I want to thank the people of Azerbaijan, and particularly its President, Ilham Aliyev, for treating my father with such dignity and respect. Azerbaijanis are wonderful people. The world needs more like them.