The staff reflected his ethos: a mix of hardened field ecologists, empathetic caretakers, and philosophically minded students. Evening seminars were common. A technician might present a messy set of video stills of a raven solving a latch, followed by a philosopher asking what problem-solving implied about intentionality, and a geneticist noting possible heritable tendencies. Disagreements were frequent but generative. The zoo’s small library—shelves sagging under old monographs, obscure regional journals, and folios of Dr. Adam’s own marginalia—served as a collective memory, anchoring new observations within broader intellectual arcs.