 What can you conclude about Eddie's attitude towards his father?
Eddie Taylor would like to have finished it, but the bar of morning sunlight poking in under the window shade pried his eyes open. Eddie found it easy to believe the stories he had heard about his father being an outstanding football player in his time. Even his glasses and the gray hair at his temples didn’t add much age, although Eddie knew it had been eighteen years since his father had played his last game of college football. “You may use the Geiger counter any time you want, Eddie,” Mr. Taylor said, “as long as you take good care of it. But, from what I hear, there are plenty of rock formations. Still, one clue is as good as another when it comes to hunting uranium ore, I guess. His father turned and went back down the hallway toward the kitchen. He washed hurriedly, knowing that even if he missed a spot or two, he was fairly safe. During the summer months his freckles got so thick and dark that it would take a magnifying glass to detect any small smudges of dirt hiding among them. He plastered some water on his dark-red hair, pushed a comb through it, and shrugged as it snapped back almost to its original position. It could start cavities. Finished, Eddie went out to breakfast. “But, Mom—” 15 “No arguments, son,” his father put in calmly but firmly. Get at it right away, and you’ll still have time to hunt your uranium. In fact, anything having to do with atomic science excited him. You couldn’t have a father who was head of the atomic-science department at Oceanview College without picking up a little knowledge along the way. Eddie knew that a radioisotope was a material which had been “cooked” in an atomic reactor until it was “hot” with radioactivity. When carefully controlled, the radiation stored up in such isotopes was used in many beneficial ways. One reason for asking that particular question was to keep from prying deeper into the subject of the radioisotope. Much of his father’s work at Oceanview College was of a secret nature. Eddie had learned not to ask questions about it. His father usually volunteered any information he wanted known, so Eddie stuck to questions which could and would be answered. At the speed atomic science is moving today, we simply can’t afford to waste time. It took Eddie over an hour to sort out the newspapers and magazines in the garage, tie them in neat bundles, and place them out on the front curb for the Goodwill pickup.
 Eddie looks up to his father.
 Eddie academically challenges his father.  Eddie annoys his father.  Eddie looks up to his father.  Eddie tries to relate to his father.