My earliest memories of this are from erudite mom and the supremely erudite Grammy--who passed away almost 7 years ago, and who I miss every day. She gifted us all with a natural desire to see and explore and learn that stretched from the LaBrea Tarpits to Chaco Canyon, and the world is a lesser place without her.
My Grandaddy, who also left a gaping hole in the world when he left it, was erudite in the quiet, less obvious way. You'd never see him go to a museum or take a class, but beware. He had an encyclopedic knowledge of agriculture, pests, history, geography, and aviation. Plus, he served as tech support for the entire family. Grammy and Grandaddy together were an unstoppable team when it came to jeopardy or trivial pursuit. Against them, the rest of us had to throw in the towel.
As a child, a very Aspie child who was unaware she was Aspie, I was often accused of having my nose in a book all the time, and not participating in family events or socializing, and all the other negative things that can be said about a dedicated bookworm. The concern, of course, was that I wasn't learning social skills. That was true--but it was also true that as an Aspie I didn't have a snowball's chance in hell of learning them anyway. So I was lucky in that my favorite past time, reading and the learning that accompanied reading, also served as the best way to avoid situations that were overwhelming to my poor Aspie self.
And you know, I turned out pretty OK after all. And erudite besides!
PS--happify--an unused old English word that means 'to make happy'. How great is that? See why I love this stuff?