(Apologies to Edgar Allan Poe.) For my own retirement party, 03 Nov 2012. Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, bleak and bleary, Over many a faint and phoney answer to a midterm question, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of someone gently rapping, capping off my indigestion. […]
A poem written by Jess H. Brewer on the occasion of Erich W. Vogt's retirement party, 31 March 1994. Born on the prairies in TRIUMF tradition, the second of six Vogt family additions, Erich soon showed that he loved competition, conceived an interest in nuclear fission and set out to overcome all opposition. Erich […]
She merges, slowly blinking Buddha, into a less wise world. God bless the revelation in her eyes and open them again for her if ever magic hides. Written on the occasion of our daughter's birth at Seibo Byoin Hospital in Tokyo, 15:16 local time, Japan, May 4, 1983.
(Apologies to Robert Service) A poem written on the occasion of John B. Warren's retirement party. John Warren was a great physicist, a good friend and a nice man. The world is less for his passing. This poem was written for his official retirement from UBC around 1980, a few years after his retirement as […]
J. Reginald Richardson: he was born on the Prairie and raised by the Sea; but it was down South in the Land of the Free that he learned the fine art of knob-twiddlery. At Berkeley and later at UCLA, devices with dials would all do as he'd say. The technique that he used is […]