UA Geosciences Newsletter, Volume 5, Number 1 (Fall 1999)

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THE UNIVERSITY OF ARIZONA®

The Department of Geosciences Fall 1999

Letter from the ChairJoaquin Ruiz

Thisissue of Geosciences is the last of the

millennium, which gives us theopportunity to reflect on the history of theDepartment -to look back over our journeyof the last half century. We asked our alumniof the 40s and 50s to tell us what theDepartment was like during their tenure andto relay some of their experiences at TheUniversity of Arizona. The response to ourrequest was extraordinary and I'm pleased topass their stories on to you. You'll smile as youread through them -either from a sense offamiliarity or from amazement.

Obviously, some aspects of theDepartment and the University have changedsince the 40s and 50s. We now have airconditioning (thankfully); we do not keepcases of dynamite in our dorms or shoot pistolsin the football stadium (I think); and we neednot go as far as Gallup, New Mexico to havea good time (generally speaking). We do,however, keep the same traditions of care forthe education of our students and forengaging in high quality science. Our fieldtrips can be as outrageous as those describedby our alumni but our stories now are global-

with fieldwork being carried out throughoutthe Americas, the Himalayas, Africa, Antartica,Greenland, and the Caribbean and SouthPacific Islands.

As these stories attest, our Departmenthas had a long tradition of excellence and hassteadily grown to become one of the largestand well- respected programs in the nation.We continue to evolve through our studentsand our faculty. This year, two esteemedcolleagues have retired -Vance Haynes andAustin Long. Four new faculty join us -JuliaCole, Mihai Ducea, Jonathan Overpeck andJon Pelletier. Our first Geosciences of the newmillennium will focus on these new colleaguesand their research.

As we review our past, we alsocontemplate our future. The Earth Scienceshave been central to our understanding ofwho we are through the studies of theevolution of our planet and its biota. Weshould be proud that members of ourDepartment have been involved in some ofthe key studies in the geosciences. In thefuture, the Earth Sciences will continue itsquest to better understand the evolution ofour planet, including issues sensitive to ourstandard of living. Flood, seismic and volcanichazard evaluation will become even moreimportant as population centers becomelarger and more widespread. Geoscientists will

Volume 5, Number 1evaluate water management and qualityissues. Geoscientists will work with the miningindustry in exploiting the ore with as littledisturbance to the fragile environment aspossible. Globally, interactions between thehydrosphere, atmosphere, biosphere, andtectonics will dominate our attention. Thechallenge will be to understand climatechanges, what causes them, and the overallchanges in the meteorological conditionsproduced by warming of our planet. Many ofthe scientific issues that geoscientists will haveto address in the future will have profoundpolicy implications. The complexity of theseissues will require a great breadth and depthof knowledge. The scientific challenges of thenew millenium promise to be exciting and wewill continue to lead in the research of theseproblems and in the education of futuregeoscientists.

In these pages, however, we take the timeto salute and honor our past and rejoice withthe memories of th. - 'y alked onto thiscampus half a cen ry ago to e ' bark on theirown journeys.

to çourtesy Of William Price)

HERE'S A TOAST

To all of the Geo- people at the UA,past and present, and especially to those whohave passed on to the Great Field Trip in the Sky.One fondly hopes that the weather is always fine,there are no black flies, mosquitos, fleas, ticks,chiggers, plums, or borrachudos, and the chollathere all have rubber needles. It's been aneventful half century.

-Dick Jones, BS '56, MS '57

UA GeosciencesN EWS LETTER

Fall 1999

GEOSCIENCES

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NewsAround theDepartment

Carlie RodriguezNamed First

UA Sloan Scholar

Carlie Rodriguez has been chosen as the firstUA Sloan Scholar. This graduate fellowship ismade available through a grant from the Alfred PSloan Foundation, an organization committed toensuring the retention and graduation of minorityPhD students in math, engineering and science.

came to the UA as a MS student in 1997,working with Dr. Karl Ressa. Last semester I

completed my MS thesis, examining therecent decline in a clam population in theColorado River Delta using fossil faunaldistribution and biogeochemical techniques.Results from this study suggest that the declinein the population of this clam may be due tothe cessation of Colorado River water to theestuary in the Colorado Delta due to extensivedamming and diversion.

My master's research helped me to definewhere my interests in paleontology lie. I amprincipally interested in marine invertebrateecology, paleoecology, marine conservationbiology, and in combining these three areas.This fall I began the PhD program here,working again with Dr. Flessa. I plan to usepaleoecological techniques to addressquestions of human impact on marine biotas.Paleoecological studies can often overcomeproblems of insufficient long -term data andtemporal variability that ecologists frequentlyencounter when attempting to evaluate long-term ecological change.

I would like to use paleoecological techniquesto aid conservation biologists in restoring

environments and protecting endangeredspecies.

Originally I am from Ann Arbor, MI. I amof mixed heritage; my father is Colombian andmy mother is anglo. As an undergraduatemajored in Geology and Anthropology atEastern Michigan Univ. Prior to graduateschool I had some great field -relatedexperiences. I participated in an archaeologicaldig in New Mexico, worked as an intern at anational park in Colorado, and traveled andstudied in Colombia.

My background and travel experiencesin other countries have given me new insightinto conservation biology issues. It is importantfor scientists from neighboring countries tocollaborate and work together toward ecologicalrestoration. I plan to use my background andresearch experiences to work with scientists inother countries to aid in restoration ecology inother areas around the world.

Summer GeologyCourse for Middle

School StudentsThis past summer a group of 7th and 8thgrade minority and disadvantaged

students from schools in Tucson investigateda method to predict earthquakes, discoveredways to design buildings to withstandearthquakes, learned to correlate the size of adinosaur based on fossil tracks, anddetermined the size of an asteroid based onan impact crater. These are just a few of thechallenges they faced in a two -week workshopsponsored by the UA APEX (AcademicPreparation for EXcellence) program and theDepartment of Geosciences.

The APEX program provides middle andhigh school students with a hands -on learningexperience in the geosciences. Students inAPEX participate in a APEX science club duringthe school year and then attend summer campat the UA, where they get involved in differentexperiments. Many of the activities theyparticipate in are a product of the researchconducted by faculty in the department.

The program is

supervised by MichelleHall -Wallace and wastaught by graduatestudent ChristineHallman. This is a popularworkshop for ourgraduate students whoenjoy teaching youngerstudents. PhD student JeffPigati has alreadyvolunteered to teach nextyear.

The Summer '99 APEX/Geosciences class.

J. David LowellHonored

J. David Lowell (center) is awarded the DoctorHonoris Causa degree in ceremonies at theUniversidad Nacional Mayor de San Marcos.

j. David Lowell, a member of our GeosciencesAdvisory Board, is the recipient of an

impressive number of recent honors. For hisleadership and participation in multiple worldclass mineral discoveries and theirdevelopment, in particular Kalamazoo, CasaGrande West, La Escondida, and Pierina Mines,Dave will be awarded the 1999 Robert EarllMcConnell Award by the American Instituteof Mining and Metallurgical Engineers' thisspring. He is also the recipient of the RobertM. Dreyer Award. This award is presented bythe Society of Mining Engineers (SME) torecognize an outstanding applied economicgeologist in the field of commercialexploration for, and development of, mineraldeposits anywhere in the world. Dave is thefirst recipient of this prestigious award(planned to become the premier mineralexploration award of the world) which willbe presented at the 2000 SME AnnualMeeting in Salt Lake City. At the same meetinghis bound oral history biography will bepresented by the Bancroft Library, WesternMining History Center of the Univ. ofCalifornia, Berkeley. Other honors includebeing awarded the Doctor Honoris Causadegree in a ceremony at the UniversidadNacional Mayor de San Marcos in Lima, Peruand his induction into the National Academyof Engineering in Washington, DC.

The University of Arizona /Geosciences Newsletter Fall 1999 page 3

GDOROTHY HOWARD HALL, BS '43SOME REMINISCENCES FROM MY STUDENT DAYS

The gang with Ignatz or the "Green Hornet" (Dottie is leaning on thewindshield). Dottie graduated in '43 in a class of 263.

rizona was something in a Zane Grey novel for me until the summerof '39 when I was a tag -along on a Four Corners geology field trip

with friends from Pasadena Junior College. I was 17, had just graduatedfrom high school, with noidea in what direction lifewould lead. That trip tothe Southwest did it,made up my mind forme -1 wanted to go tothe UA and study geology.Two California collegeyears were to pass beforeI finally convinced myparents that I was serious.You see, in those days thecareer options for womenwere secretarial work,teaching or nursing.Having an understandingfather allowed me to atlast leave the nest andventure to the unknownfrontier, as my motherwas convinced Arizonamust be. Frontier no, butcertainly different fromthe life I left behind.

Reading the excerptfrom the autobiography of John Anthony in the last issue ofGeosciences, I related much to his experiences of stepping off the trainin Tucson in the lingering desert summer. Having come from the SanFrancisco Bay area I had a wardrobe equally inappropriate to the climateand lifestyle as the image he presented. I did, however, arrive in thedead of night so that the "glaring white cement platform ", as hedescribed the Tucson train station, had had some time to cool down.I recall the first date I went on was to go dancing at the Pioneer Roofand being totally overdressed. Afterwards a kind dorm -mate explainedabout more appropriate casual attire and I took to it immediately. Nomore hose or gloves!

It must have been a shock for both fellow students and professorswhen I showed up for class, but everyone was polite although reserved.The students were not used to having a "girl" sitting next to themand the professors were not used to having a "girl" in their classes.There was one exception to the all male situation, a young woman,whose name I wish I could remember, was in some of my classes.What was said when I wasn't around I don't know, but I was neverharassed. I was treated as an equal and they did get used to me.

The year I arrived in Tucson was 1941 and it wasn't far into myfirst semester when Pearl Harbor occurred. Like anyone of mygeneration I remember vividly what I was doing that day. It was aSunday and I had gone hiking with two friends, both named Don, inthe Santa Rita Mountains. We had gone to the top of Mt. Wrightsonand I didn't get back to the dorm until about 5 pm. It was a shock tolearn that we were at war. It did change things, as people startedenlisting and leaving school as the "war effort" got underway. Classeswent on, of course, but things were somehow different. That followingsummer I worked for a while for M M Sundt, a construction companythat was rapidly building Japanese Relocation Centers at Sacaton andother Arizona locations. I learned how to "take off" plans and calculateboard feet of lumber -a skill that I have not used since -but I earnedenough money to purchase a model A roadster and promptly namedit the Green Hornet simply because it was green. A proud moment.

I had come to the UA as a junior In Liberal Arts with a major inGeology. Since I had already taken Freshman Geology elsewhere, Icould go directly to classes of my choice except for a few requiredcourses outside my major. I really loved all of my geology classes,

especially those in paleontology andmineralogy. I remember field trips with Dr.Stoyanow and how excited he got whenwe found ammonites; mineralogy from Dr.Galbraith who had said to someone thathe would soon have me out of his classbut in the end said I was one of his beststudents; mineralogy lab where streak andcleavage had different meanings thantoday's connotations; Saturday fieldgeology class for three of us; a field trip to

copper miningoperations andbeing told by one ofmy classmates not togo into a mine shaftbecause it was badluck for a woman togo underground;structural andphysical geologyclasses from B. S.Butler and going tohis home for a

Geology Clubmeeting; optical

mineralogy and petrography from M. N. Short, from whom I borroweda book and still have; a night field class to "shoot Polaris" and whendescribing it being asked by some Smart Alec if I got my limit; and onand on.

Those were wonderful days with small, small classes in the oldGeology Building with the mineral displays on the first floor that Ialways had to stop and admire. What a long way geology at the UAhas come since my time there, but what a wonderful education Ireceived in many ways... .

(Above) Dor, Dot, Reggie, Bob andWalt in front of the Lincoln at LakeMead, 1939. (Right) "My hikingbuddies. Where are they now ?"Don McDonald, Dotty, and DonGerhart seated in front ofMaricopa Hall, fall 1941.

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GEO-M [MORI ESWILLIAM E. PRICE, BS '46, MS '48JOURNEY INTO SUNLIGHT

When I was about to graduate from Bloomfield High School inNew Jersey at the age of 18, my parents decided that because

of my frail health I should continue my education in a warm, sunnyclimate. The UA seemed a good choice. They knew a couple who hadsent their son there, so one evening my father and I went to theirhome to view movies they had taken of the campus and to learn whatstudent life there was like. Evidently it was most enjoyable, but notconducive to studying. My father was a high school chemistry teacherand a Phi Beta Kappa at Princeton, so I thought to myself, "Well, he is

and I began to feel tired. The other half of the seat was empty, so I laydown on it and in spite of the hot, stuffy atmosphere of the coach,was able to sleep, albeit fitfully.

Daylight at last! Through the heavy, steel trusses of a Chicagorailroad bridge, I caught my first glimpse of the Great Lakes. Detrainingat Chicago, I took a taxi to another station where I was to board aPullman for the second and final leg of my journey. While waiting, Istared at several huge paintings high on the wall above the doors tothe tracks. One was titled "Valley of the Sun" and showed an impressivestand of tall saguaros with long shadows in the late afternoon sun. Iwas moved. So this is what Arizona looked like!

After a good night's sleep in the Pullman car, I awoke to the thirdday of my journey, a not very interesting one, as I watched the endless,

drab, brown plains of Kansas pass my window inthe club car under a cloudy, gray winter sky.slept well that night, but was jolted awake as thetrain stopped to take on an additional 18 cars.

The fourth and last day of my journeydawned bright and clear; we were in New Mexico.What a transformation! The train sped through adesert dotted with tiny shrubs, all bathed insunlight, and on the horizon high, bluemountains, their summits gleaming with fresh -fallen snow. The conductor opened the half doorsbetween the cars and we all crowded onto thejolting, swaying platform to take in the fresh,warm air rushing past.

Night came, but I stayed awake becauseI knew that we had entered Arizona and in a fewhours would reach Tucson. It was midnight whenthe train stopped at the station, and as I enteredI looked around for my young contact. No onewas there. I requested a page. No results. I

explained my predicament to the station master.UA Geology field trip, c. 1945. Bill Price is in the front row, far left, holding a geology pick.

not going to send me to that university." You see, I was a bit of a nerd.But to my surprise, he seemed not at all deterred by the results of theevening. He understood students.

Soon a blue catalogue arrived in the mail, the University of ArizonaRecord. What intrigued me most was the range of mountains marchingacross the front, spine, and back of the booklet. After all, I had neverbeen farther west than Philadelphia. Was this what the West lookedlike, and did this presage an interest in geology?

On January 22, 1943, I said good -bye to my teachers at the highschool. At that time, formal graduations were held in mid year as wellas spring, but there was no time for me to attend; I had to be at theUA in time for registration. My father, my mother, my brother and Idrove to Elizabeth, New Jersey for me to catch the 6:49 pm train toChicago, the first leg in my journey to Arizona.

It was dark, cold, and windy as we stood on the concrete platformof the train station and watched the gleaming white snowflakes swirlabout under the dim station lights. Wearing a heavy, dark -gray overcoatinherited from my grandfather, I shivered a little. In those days heavinesswas thought to be synonymous with warmth. Down the tracksappeared the bright eye of the steam locomotive, which hissed andscreeched to a stop at the far end of the platform. I boarded the trainand waved good -bye to my family through the darkened window asthe train moved off in heavy "chuffs." My father, a thrifty man, hadbooked me on a coach because he reasoned I would not sleep on myfirst night out. As I sat on the hard yellow straw seat with the curvedhandles on the aisle side, I mused on the night ahead of me andwondered how I would recognize the young student, an acquaintanceof my father's friends, who was to greet me at the Tucson stationwhen I arrived. Soon the initial excitement of the journey wore off

He replied sympathetically, "Well, I pass near the University on myway home and I could drop you off there." I took him up on his offerand after a short ride we arrived at the University, where we spied abrightly lit building with tall columns in front -it was Cochise Hall,luckily a men's dorm. My driver let me off, and I climbed the stepsand entered the foyer.

I was greeted by students yelling and shouting and racing upand down the halls. One stopped abruptly when he saw me standingbewildered, and commented, "That certainly is a heavy overcoat youare wearing there!" I explained that I had just arrived in Tucson, wasplanning to register as a student, and needed a place to spend thenight. After consulting with another student he said, "We don't haveany spare beds, but one of the fellows is sick in the infirmary and youcan have his." Beggars cannot be choosers, so, hoping that the bedowner did not have anything contagious, I accepted his offer.

Slipping between the well -used sheets, I slept soundly until I wasawakened in the morning by the heavy tramping of soldiers' feetoutside beneath the open, screened window of my sleeping porch. Itwas chilly in the porch, so I dressed hastily and hurried outside. ThereI stood, in this glorious sunshine! I could not linger -this wasregistration day and tomorrow classes began. But there must beenough time for me to see those fascinating mountains that I hadseen marching across the cover of the University of Arizona Record.

THERE they were, stretching across the horizon in all their majesty.How I wished I could walk out to them, but there was work to bedone -I needed to register. So I turned around and entered theUniversity that was to be the center of my life for the next five years.

(wprice6838@aol.com)

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G [O-M [MORI ESGEORGE A. KIERSCH, PHD '47JOURNEY INTO SUNLIGHT

George Kiersch, behind open car door, at Tornado Peak, 1952 GSACordilleran meeting trip. John Harshbarger stands under the tree. (photoby Randall Chew)

Iheld an ROTC commission in the US Army Corps of Engineers,serving from 1942 -45. I was back in the States from duty in New

Guinea in spring '45 when European warfare terminated. The UAaccepted me for fall entrance. Driving from California to Tucson inAugust, I still recall the feeling as drove through Phoenix and listenedto the V -Day signing of the peace accord on the Battleship Missouri -howlucky for me to have been involved with the jungle campaign but now tobe back and returning to further training and a career as a geologist.

After meeting with Prof. B. S. Butler, I had another lucky break -I found and rented an apartment at 732 3rd St. (now University Blvd.)just outside the entrance to campus. My wife Jane traveled to Tucsonon the train in early September and we were re- settled for the nexttwo academic years. (Actually, this was our second time living in Tucson.I had been transferred to Davis -Monthan in August '43 where weenjoyed three adventure -filled months living at the Lodge on theDesert. The troop train pulled out the day after Christmas for traveloversees and the South Pacific.)

In the fall of 1945, UA enrollment was some 2,000 -plus students.Graduate school was very small. To my surprise, I was the first postwargraduate in Geology and the first veteran to complete PhD studies inMay '47. Graduate students in Geology in fall '45 were Joe Snow, JackFeth, Bill Loring, and myself. Undergraduate Geology students includedJohn Anthony, Peter Mosier, and Sally Menshaw. By 1946 the numberof graduate students increased to about 8 -10, including JohnHarshbarger, James Kelley, and David Moore.

The faculty consisted of five or six well -known and experiencedgeologists: B. S. Butler, Maxwell N. Short, Alexander Stoyanow, EdwinD. McKee, and Frederick Galbraith. This faculty was widely knownand highly respected, directing and training a small -sized programwith emphasis on Economic /Mining Geology, Paleontology/Stratigraphy, Mineralogy, Petrology /Micro- Identification, and Physical -Historical Processes.

Graduate students were expected to select a field problem fortheir MS and PhD programs. This frequently consisted of mapping aquadrangle with the potential for outlining a mineral resource, or anold mining area or district that included underground workings, or astratigraphic or structure -filled area with economic potential.

Eldred Wilson was the senior geologist for the Arizona Bureau of

Mines for several decades; he was the expert on Arizona geology andmining districts. Eldred was an 'Adjunct Professor' in the many wayshe assisted and counseled graduate students, and an informal geologicconfident. Eldred, B. S. Butler, and Maxwell Short were an exceptionaltrio on one faculty -with their strong background and knowledge ofmineral deposits /mining throughout the southwestern and RockyMountain regions.

Prof. Butler, department head, held his traditional graduate- seniorseminar once a week. Mrs. Butler would drive on campus at 4 pmwith a picnic basket holding a hot pot of tea and assorted cookies,stop opposite Prof. Butler's second floor office and honk the horn. Astudent would quickly go down and return the basket to the seminargathering. Any attendee of the seminar could volunteer a briefdiscussion on a new 'discovery' or knowledge re Arizona -SouthwesternGeology, while we gained 'strength' from the hot tea and cookies!

I joined the faculty in 1951. During 1952, E. D. McKee, an experton northern Arizona geology, was responsible for arranging a UA-College of Mines research contract to perform a 'Mineral ResourcesSurvey of Navajo -Hopi Indian Reservations Arizona and Utah'. Thecontract was the first (or very early) research contract for UA of thistype. The four publication volumes on resources of Navajo -Hopi landswere released in 1955 -56 as the first publications of the UA Press.

The contract was a stimulant to the graduate program in geology.Graduate students were allowed to pursue field studies with sometravel and other costs paid out of contract funds; they could enlargeon the Survey studies and use selected investigations for MS and PhDtheses. Donald Sayner joined the Survey staff in fall '52 and was responsiblefor all the project graphics; his unique and very informative threedimensional drawings of the subsurface geology are well- known. Some ofthe graduate students who served in the Survey included Wesley Peirce,Robert Wilson, Rudy Strand, John Anthony, and Paul Howell.

Although advanced and given tenure, I resigned in '55 andeventually accepted a tenured professorship at Cornell Univ., where Iam now Professor Emeritus.

MARY (BLAKESLEE) BARRICK, BS '51

here was certainly nothingprofound in my years in Geology at the

UA. However, I did enjoy every moment.No doubt because the classes were led byso many superb professors -Dr. McKee, Dr.Short, Dr. Butler, A. A. Stoyanow, Don Bryant,and John Feth. Don Bryant was actually aclassmate and I often ran into John Feth inlater years at MPG and GSA meetings.

I could still find my way blindfoldedto the Mining Engineering building whereall classes were then held. And I stillremember sitting on metal lab stools for hours on end -with no airconditioning- drawing all manner of trilobites. And I particularlyremember Fred Sargent and Ben Hill doing some sort of experimentin a mineralogy lab that blew up, creating tracer scorch marks all overme and my clothing! That was an exciting afternoon.

I have spent the last forty years on the sidelines but still enjoyreading of explorations and discoveries, whether they were in thepetroleum or mining world. I have also enjoyed very much readingthe Geosciences Newsletter. It sounds like even now -as it was then -the Geoscience group is a nurturing, happy family.

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GEO-M [MORI ESRANDALL THORNTON CHEW III, MS '52A TALE OF TWO CHEWS

(Above) Klaus Voelger ready todrag the '31 Chevy, aka"Trilobite"; off the Mineta Ridge.(Left) Trilobite in his nativeelement, the Mineta Ridge area.

During my graduate work at UA in 1951with two kids. We rented a house just

west side of town across the SantaCruz River. We had the only houseamong the geology graduatestudents so we hosted most all theparties at the BYOB level -andthere were a few.

My thesis area was on the westside of the San Pedro River valleyalong the boundary between thealluvium and the older rocks about40 miles east of Tucson. The SanPedro River Valley east of theTanque Verdes is largely filled withalluvium from the adjoiningmountains. USGS personnel hadrecognized an unmetamorphosedolder sedimentary unit ofcontinental origin between thealluvial fill and the metamorphicrocks and my task was to map it.The area had no road access otherthan the two -track road to the Bar -LY Ranch house. The rest of the areawas reached by driving or walking

and 1952 I was marriedoff Congress St. on the

As a youth in WWII, he had manned an anti -aircraft gun in Berlin. I hadbeen in the Navy so we hadn't met professionally during that unfortunateconflict. Klaus' thesis area was in the alluvial fill north of Tucson along thesouth side of the Santa Catalina Range where the Survey, again, haddiscovered an older alluvial unit in the "Quaternary Alluvium ".

Klaus did not know how to drive when he arrived in Tucson but hesoon found that most graduate students had cars and that no buses ranon the alluvial fill. He bought a 1936 Chevy two -door sedan, also forabout $75. It had a hydraulic independent front -end suspension that Chevyused for a year or two in the mid -thirties. When that suspension was not infirst -class condition -which it rarely was - driving those beasts was difficult,if not downright dangerous. Klaus' car was in terrible shape and, with hislack of driving experience, a trip with him was an adventure.

Klaus came to our parties where we all enthusiastically talkedgeology. But he and I soon were talking cars -of which he knewabsolutely nothing. I became Klaus' mechanic as well as my own.Naturally, we compared notes on our field work as we got underwayand we visited each other's areas. Klaus soon came to prefer ridingwith me rather than vice -versa. I had more driving experience andTrilobite went where I pointed him. Klaus soon mapped his unit andhe decided it was part of the Pantano beds described by C. F. Tolmanin 1912. It "looked" considerably younger than mine which had afossil in it and "looked Tertiary." Eventually I mapped my unit too andJohn Lance, my thesis director, used the fossil, a baby rhino, to date itas the first dated mid -Tertiary in southern Arizona. I named it theMineta formation.

Klaus and I spent plenty of time keeping our cars going to get uswhere we needed to go. Those marvelous old overhead -valve six -cylinder in -line engines would chug along if we kept oil in them and

the tires patched. They would LUG!I carried four quarts of oil on everytrip and used at least two of them.We pulled down and cold -patcheda bunch of tires.

Both Klaus and I were under thegun to finish our class work andtheses and earn our MS degrees inthree semesters. He was living fromhand to mouth and I was runningout of WWII GI -Bill time. The majordisaster came about mid springsemester in 1952 as we wounddown our field work. I was alone,off the road, running a ridge in thenorth end of my area. In a carelessmoment I let the Trilobite's frontaxle tip a rock which turned bigend up, hit the engine, and camethrough the floor boards with thebattery on top of it. It was only asmall dent in the pan, but when Itried the starter, the enginegroaned and locked up.

(Top) Last party at the Chew's, May 27, 1952. Seated in the back,Dick Burnette, Don Bryant Sr. (grad student and part -time faculty atthat time), Mrs. Don Bryant Sr., Charles Evensen, and Ruth Wayland.Randall Chew sits on the floor in the center.

up dry washes.Our family car was a low -slung 1947 Nash. I made one field trip

with it and realized that it could not fill the dual duties of family carand wash runner. We picked up a 1931 Chevy coupe for $75. Thekids named it "Trilobite" and I was in business.

I am not a natural -born mechanic, but we were poor like mostgraduate students. I had an Audel's Guide, a general book on carrepair with lots of pictures. With it in one hand and a reasonably good toolbox, I felt I could handle most jobs. Cars were more basic in those days.Klaus Voelger was a German graduate student, slightly younger than me.

I put on my two canteens, walked to the Redington Road andtowards Tucson in a drizzling rain. No cars came along that day andwalked 21 miles to the last gas station at the east end of Speedwaywhere I called my wife to pick me up with the Nash. The next day Irented a pickup truck and Klaus and I recovered the Trilobite, runningover a huge barrel cactus and upending, but not damaging, the pickupin the process.

The faithful old engine was a mess. The rock had dented the panright under the oil pump. The pump broke off, locked, and burredthe camshaft which broke the shear pin on the distributor gear. We

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GEO -MEMORIESdropped the pan, hammered out the dent, overhauled the distributor,and bought a new oil pump and junk camshaft.

Repairs took several nights when we didn't have any spare timeand the job didn't come out quite right. The engine ran, but if I hit thebrakes too hard thecamshaft would slideforward and strike thecover with an awfulracket. On his first tripout after his surgery oldTrilobite used all fourquarts of oil and arrivedback in Tucson withnothing on the dipstick. He left a trail of oilfrom every gasket.

Somehow, the oldengine had lost itsheart. Trilobite made, Ithink, only one moretrip before I declared field work finished -largely due to his disability.Then I was picked up in town for excessive smoke a couple of weeksbefore school was out. I ran the oil down and took Trilobite and his dryhammering rods in to be inspected. The inspector dismissed the chargewith the comment, " -but I don't want to stand beside it."

I earned my MS and Trilobite's usefulness was over. No one wouldbuy him but I think Klaus sold his '36. We finally gave him to theCatalina Methodist Church for a "needy graduate student ". I'm notsure the church thought it was getting much, but they drove himaway and we left town for other adventures.

The Pantano beds were identified and extended. My Minetaformation became "beds" and then returned to "formation" statusafter more work. Papers were read and published (Chew, 1952, 1962).Both names are current and on the latest Arizona Geological map -thanks to a couple of old Chevys and Audel's Guide.

Requiescat in pace, old friend Trilobite.

Klaus Voelger, 1952.

Chew, R. T. III, 1952; Mid -Tertiary rock unit from southern Arizona(abstract); Bull. Geol. Soc. America, v63, December, 1952.

Chew, R. T. III, 1962; The Mineta Formation, a middle Tertiary unit insoutheastern Arizona; Arizona Geological Society Digest, v5, p35 -44.

RANDALL CHEW IIIThe At* Bone Conn to the Leg ne

he year was 1951. I was a graduate student in Geology at UAstudying under the WWII GI Bill plus a TA's stipend with a wife and

two young kids. I groveled for every penny I could find. The TA paystopped during the summer months. John Lance, the vertebratepaleontologist, was my thesis director and offered me an opportunityto earn some bread.

He had come to UA from CalTech the year before as, I believe,the first faculty member in vertebrate paleontology. He explained tome that the department had no osteology collection. With no fundsto buy one, he set out to do the best he could with the materials athand -road kills.

Several graduate students had brought in various parts of animals,though John was picky and rejected any with broken limbs or crushedskulls. He explained to me that one usually uses special beetles to dothe cleaning, but he had no funds for them either so he had to go tosecond best again. The flesh must be totally boiled off and the bonesdried, shellaced, and labeled. The job was mine if I wanted it.

I took on the assignment and John gave me several gunny sacksof assorted parts. I first set up shop in the Graduate Laboratory on thesecond floor, south side, of the old Engineering Building, which noone seemed to be using. I had a five -gallon biscuit tin and an old hotplate that could get boiling at a fairly good clip. The bones had to beboiled for several hours so that the flesh literally fell off because Johnwanted his bones squeaky clean.

I soon got used to the smell and nothing bothered me, but thesame could not be said of my friends and neighbors. The project wascomplicated by the fact that I was doing the field work for my thesisand was gone for several days at a time. I couldn't always schedule myboiling and cleaning routine to be at a break point when I left town. OnceI left my biscuit tin on "simmer" overnight but it boiled dry and I arrived inthe morning to the perfume of charred rotten flesh.

Then I left the biscuit tin full of water and fleshy bones sitting onthe hot plate and went to the field for a week. Tucson is hot in thesummer and the Engineering building wasn't air -conditioned. Theodor permeated the whole south end and no one could find where itoriginated until I unlocked the Graduate Student Lab door on myreturn. My project and I were thrown out. No jury would haveconvicted anyone who murdered me.

UA still had a few WW II- vintage Quonset buildings on the southside of the campus, a reasonable distance from any other structures.Half of one of these was assigned to the Geology Department as abeginner's lab. I TA'd there, and had my key. Perhaps it was my ideato move out there -I don't recall -but there my bones and I went. Iwas content even though the blazing Arizona sun made the buildingso hot that when I opened the door the heat almost knocked medown. Folks on the street could still smell my skunk works and therewere a few complaints, which I referred to John. Occasionally afreshman would come by to see what had happened to the oldGeology lab and depart in fascinated horror.

the meat and gristle were dug out of the bones anddeposited in the garbage can outside -now that was a really rarescent after it laid there a week before being picked up! -I enjoyed sortingand laying them out on the tables, playing with the articulation, and gettingthem in order to be numbered. I even seriously considered looking intovertebrate paleontology. John would come out and make sure all was inorder before I started labeling. When I told him of my musings he replied,"Randy, no one wants to hire a vertebrate paleontologist!"

One day, as the end of the project approached, John told me togo to a table in his office, take all the bones that weren't fossilized,and process and label them. John's office, like most faculty offices,was subject to condemnation as a pest hole. As I scooped up thebones I noticed one that seemed to fit none of the others. I thought itlooked like part of a chicken's foot or some such. It seemed ratherheavy too, but, to my expert graduate student's eye, it seemed to beoriginal material and, therefore, subject to my tender ministrations.

That last batch was a rather heterogenous lot and I had troublegetting some of the bones in the right order before painting them.When I finished, I could find no place for the chicken foot. I shellacedeverything, laid them out best I could, and cleaned up the mess beforecalling John out.

The first thing he saw as he stepped through the door was thechicken foot. "My God," he cried," I've been looking all over for that.Do you know what that is ?"

"I guess not," I replied," I can't make it fit anything here.""That's a horn from a new species of Pleistocene antelope and it's

the only one in the world!""I'm sorry, John, but you said to take everything on the table -

but it's OK. It's pretty dense, silicified, I guess, and the boiling doesn'tseem to have hurt it any. But I did shellac it. I hope it's all right. Maybealcohol will get the shellac off."

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GEO -MEMORIESThe project was finished, the collection, such as it was -part of a

cow, a cat, a dog, a rodent or two, maybe a whole chicken, all productsof my skunk works, took their places in the vertebrate paleontologyarea where they were used for several years until John finally got budgetfor a real collection.

I went into mining geology and vertebrate paleontology revertedto a sort of geological hobby. But I still, at a GSA meeting, may sneakinto the VP session for awhile to rest and relax.

ROBERTS M. WALLACE, BS '49, MS '51,PHD ' 4

CRUCIFIXI THE BLACK BOARC?.

One of my most memorable moments of my six years at the UAwas my defense of my thesis in the spring of 1954. The anticipation

of this event, this "crucifixionon the blackboard ", startedhaunting me at least two yearsahead. Nightmarish visions ofstanding at the end of a longgreen table surrounded by alarge group of piercing -eyedfaculty with unrecognizablefaces crowded into my life -day and night. Frequently, inmy mind, a hollow- voicedmember would drone, "Mr.Wallace, you are not ready forus...."

As time passed, the fieldmapping began to show aninteresting pattern thatseemed to make sense. Inthe fall my thesis advisor, Dr.Evans B. Mayo, requested areview of my summer's work.Would he see what I thoughtI could see? Would thosenightmarish visions of thelong green table return?Luckily, he was interested inwhat I thought I had foundand we spent many days inthe field together. As the defense of thesis schedule was approaching,the manuscript was trimmed, by Dr. Mayo, from about 530 pages ofmy youthful verbal garbage to 126 pages.

The hollow voices once heard now became the friendly voices ofmy classmates -John Anthony, John Harshbarger, Don Bryant, JohnLance, and George Williams. These men kiddingly tried to scare thewits out of me -and did. And the long green table of my nightmaresbecame a large round table chaired by Dean Richard Harvill and Dr.B. S. Butler and filled in by my long -time instructors Dr. Maxwell Short,E. D. McKee, Dr. Frederick Galbraith, Dr. Alexi Stoyanow, and, of course,Dr. Evans B. Mayo.

There were other people present but I can't remember theirnames, and only fleetingly see their faces. After all, I'm 84 years oldand according to the University records, I have been dead for the past25 years! But that is another story.

"O, to be young again! This was takenafter receiving my MS in 1951, and thebig smile may indicate thatl had no ideawhat was ahead of me, such as the. . .

long green table of nightmares."

ROBERT C. BRYANT, BS '55

Mid- century was indeed an interesting time -a time of changeand transition for the Geology Dept. (and the University as a

whole).My first connection with the Geology Dept. was in 1946, indirectly

and through my dad, Donald L. Bryant. Dad had received his BS inGeology from UCLA just before WWII. At 42, with a fresh Navydischarge and a fresh degree (no geological work experience), hethought he would be able to go to work as a geologist. Not so. Finallyhe decided to go back to school for a MS and a better chance to workin geology. Thus he and my Mom came to Arizona on the GI Bill anda teaching fellowship. My brother Donald G. Bryant and I were bothin the Navy and the Army Air Corp, respectively. My brother and Ivisited Arizona several times over the next three years while Dad wasfinishing up his MS and becoming an Instructor. In '49 we both finallygot out of the service and matriculated at Arizona. For a few years thethree of us Bryants were all in the department at the same time!

The Geology Dept. then was a great place to be in school. Boththe faculty and the student body were small (in fact, the entireUniversity only had about 5,000 students). After some additional servicetime during the Korean War, I finally graduated in '55 with a BS inLiberal Arts Geology and another BS in Geological Engineering (theold Mining Geology degree). There were only four in my graduatingGeological Engineering class, and not more than three or four timesthat many in my Liberal Arts Geology class. In the meantime Dad hadbeen busy becoming an Associate Professor and finishing his PhD, whichhe received in the same ceremony with me. We got a quite a bit of publicityfor getting three degrees (my brother had gotten his the year before).

Anyway, back to the department. In 1949 there was a regularfaculty of only about seven people: Edwin D. (for Dinwhitty) McKee,B. S. Butler (one of the "giants" of Econ Geology in the first half of thecentury, and a really great individual), Fritz Galbraith, A. A. Stoyanow(a very interesting old White Russian who escaped through China andother difficult places), Max Short, G. M. Butler, and D. L. Bryant, alowly instructor who taught about a dozen different lower divisioncourses that the others didn't have time to teach.

It should be noted that almost all of the faculty had at one timeor another taught courses in each other's fields when there was aneed. All of them were truly well- rounded, complete geologists.

At that time all of the faculty offices and essentially all of thegeology courses were in the Engineering Building. None of the UAbuildings had air conditioning. Thus, classes during the first and last partsof the school year were usually rather warm, especially in the afternoons.But these were different times and none of us expected to be pampered.

Even though all of the faculty had heavy teaching loads (researchwas something that was carried out in the summer, week -ends orholidays, when it didn't get in the way of teaching), their office doorswere always open and they would make time to talk (and even chat)with their students. It was truly a close -knit, positive environment.

All of that group of faculty, except my dad, were of pre -war vintage(in the tenured sense) and left for one reason or another within a fewyears. Dad wound up as a Full Professor teaching invertebratepaleontology, stratigraphy, and related subjects until he retiredcompletely about 1975. The biggest faculty changes started to takeplace in the early 50s with a lot of new faces and talents. The Universityand the Geology Department were both growing by leaps and bounds.

In spite of later going on to Stanford and Harvard for graduatestudies, taken in the broad context I feel strongly that UA Geologywas the best, and contributed more to my professional education.

(bryantco@telnor.net)

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GEO-M [MORI ESJOSEPH G. WARGO, MS '54, PHD '59

I is been almost a half century since I firstpulled my little blue Plymouth into the UA campus one hot, clear

August day in 1952. I was looking forward, with some trepidation, tostarting graduate school in geology, and this was the first time I hadever been in the state. After completing a BS degree in MiningEngineering at the Missouri School of Mines, I had decided thatgeology, especially economic geology, was more interesting thanengineering, and I was fortunate to get a teaching assistantship at theUA. It was the beginning of a long and delightful association.

The Geology Department was headquartered in a ratherdilapidated brick building, and I was assigned office space in thebasement. As a first time graduate assistant, I taught physical andhistorical geology laboratories, and immersed myself in variousmineralogy, structural geology and economic geology courses. I knewI had made the right choice.

Instructors shape a new graduate student's life, and I was fortunateto have some good ones. There were several, but I remember JohnAnthony, the mineralogy wizard. A tall, slender, intense man, heemphasized the basics, then insisted we apply this knowledge toproblems that were not so basic. Identifying crystal faces on woodenmodels enclosed in a paper bag sticks in my memory, but thefundamental concepts he taught are with me yet.

Other teachers included Evans Mayo, a quiet, gentle man deeplyinvolved in the study of tectonics and igneous rock textures; JohnLance, a paleontologist who understood a great deal more about hardrocks than a paleontologist ought; and Eddie McKee, an expert innorthern Arizona stratigraphy, who was department head. Bob DuBoiswas a new addition to the faculty, and became my thesis advisor forboth my MS and PhD theses. He was a petrologist and hot forgranitization, a concept much discussed at the time.

I had the good fortune to take one of the last courses taught byB. S. Butler, a well -known economic geologist with vast experience inthe western US. "To be a good economic geologist, you must visit asmany mines as you can," he told us, and I tried to heed this advicethroughout my career. Another interesting course was taught by G.M. Butler (no relation to B. S.). His hobby was gemstone mineralogy,and he taught by bringing his collection to class and discussing stones.I can still recall the names of the facets on a brilliant cut diamond!

I remember vividly many of the graduate students working ontheir degrees at the same time -James Hillebrand, intensely mappingthe geology as he ate lunch while walking across the hills; Sid Williams,superior mineralogist, who built a petrographic microscope from spareparts found in various drawers in the mineralogy lab... and many others.Where are they?

A good friend was Bill Kurtz. Bill and I split the well -named CoyoteMountains down the middle, he taking one half and I the other, tostudy for our MS theses. We camped many a night on the desert,listening to the coyotes howl. I climbed to the top of Coyote Peak onelong day, and got enmeshed in a field of Spanish Bayonet. The puncturewound scars that commemorate the event have mostly disappeared!Graduate students usually live on a pretty thin budget, but one day Billfilled out our larder by bagging a deer with his .22 pistol. Bill and I roomedin a house located where the stadium now stands. The landlady was anelderly woman (to us -she probably wasn't over 55!) who put up with alot! On occasion, Bill and I would make a run to Nogales to pick up abottle of tequila for her. We, of course, never indulged!

After obtaining my MS degree in 1954, I taught geology at MiamiUniv. (Ohio), then spent a year in graduate school at UC Berkeleybefore returning to Arizona to complete work for a PhD, which Ireceived in 1959.

Work on my PhD thesis was done on a quadrangle full of volcanicrocks in southwestern New Mexico. My wife and I lived in Silver City,in a little house located on the estate of Harrison Schmitt Sr., father ofthe moon -walking astronaut. Schmitt Sr. was a highly regardedconsulting geologist, active in mineral exploration in Arizona and NewMexico, although I seldom saw him at home. At one time, when I hadnearly completed all the work for the degree, I still had to pass alanguage test in German. My German was limited, but I thought Iwould give it a try, and made an appointment at the Germandepartment. The instructor was very agitated about something,grabbed a book from the shelf and told me to start reading. I gotthrough the first two sentences, then, as I was floundering on thethird, he yanked the book back, said "Ja, Ja, Goot," signed my paperand ran out the door. I found out afterward that he was late for afaculty picture session! Saved by the Arizona Yearbook!

Although my step is not quite as brisk as when I trod the desert inArizona, I still keep active in the profession that has served me well formore than 40 years. The UA Geology Department had a lot to dowith it! (jwargo @aol.com)

My scattered reminiscences include helping to move the mineralcollections from the old Engineering Building, where the Geology

Department was located, to the new building in 1957.... TAs in thefreshmen geology class who all tried to sign up the attractive co -ed totake their lab sessions (needless to say, on field trips, the coeds got alot of guidance from the TAs).... Ed McCullough was my TA in themineralogy lab -I liked his pronunciation of "garnet ".... In the first"lunar geology" class students poured over pictures of the moon takenfrom Mt. Palomar (years later, when Armstrong landed on the moon,Jerry Harbour, a graduate student in the 50s, was interviewed on TVabout the UA program).

The UA summer field camp was held at St. Michael's on the NavajoReservation in northern Arizona and we all learned some Navajolanguage. Dr. DuBois was in charge. He was tall and lanky and somesaid that when signaling with his left hand while driving, his fingerswould scrape the pavement. I remember Rusty Kothavala drivingaround with abandon in his Studebaker. Years later, when I met Rustyat Harvard he reminded me that he took photographs of me doing ahandstand on the edge of Canyon de Chelly! The highlights of thesummer camp, besides the walk down the Grand Canyon, was thedance sponsored by the nurses at Fort Defiance... .

(abching @aztec. asu. ed u)

RICHARD D. JONES, BS '56, MS '57REMINISCENCES FROM MID -CENTURY

rating this from a temporal distance of nearly 50 years is largelyfor the young 'uns. We old timers know how it was, those of us

still possessed of a few synapses and neurons not yet gone numb. It'ssomething like the old Marine Gunnery Sergeant telling a batch ofyoung jar heads fresh from boot camp how it was in the "old Corps.""It was the best of times; it was the worst of times." Hardly original,but if Dickens had reincarnated as a UA geology student in the 50s hemight well have wished he had reserved his phrase for use then insteadof squandering it in the 19th century. Tom Paine's line, "These are the

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Geology lab (left) and topographic mapping (right) in the Rincon Mountains in the early 50s.

times that try men's souls" would have fittingly described a 1957graduate seeking geological employment.

THE SCENEUA students in the 90s would find the50s campus strangely shrunken, allcontained within the low basalt /scoriawalls except for the dog -leg at thestadium, only 85 acres, between Parkand Cherry, Second and FourthStreets. Automobile traffic flowedthrough the campus; parking was onthe streets outside, no permitsneeded. Total enrollment amountedto barely 5,000. The Main Library wasin what is now the Arizona StateMuseum, and it looked like a libraryreally ought to look. Just west of BearDown, where the Science Library now stands, were temporary woodenbuildings built during WWII and used for ROTC classes. The presentMain Library occupies the former baseball field, where, on springafternoons when the Wildcats played at home, in the direst emergency,the department secretary could expect to find Fritz Galbraith, Head ofthe Geology Department.

Over where the University Medical Complex is now located werestables originally built for the pre -WWII horse cavalry ROTC, thenhousing the ROTC motor pool and a few Sherman and Chaffee tanks,the polo field, the Aggie Department's poultry farm, and the marriedstudent housing complex which was called Polo Village (all Quonsethuts). Residents of Polo Village were said to be easily recognized fromtheir stooped posture, molded by the curving walls.

University residence halls were Spartan accommodations. Theolder dorms had sleeping porches which basically meant sleepingoutdoors -not bad in summer, but approaching sub -arctic in winter.In my freshman year, I was in the just -completed Navajo -Pinal complexin the football stadium. Within the massive gray concrete walls therewas all the comfort of Alcatraz, without the ocean view. Back in thevast spaces under the football grandstand, students would occasionallyindulge in small -bore pistol practice, which would have probably upsetthe University administration had they been aware of it. They wouldprobably have been even more upset had they known of the half -caseof dynamite which my roommate, a mining engineering senior, kept

Dick Jones. "A callow youth,early '58 model."

under his bed, left over from assessment work on some mining claimshe held. Needless to say, we didn't stamp our feet a lot in there.

Tucson itself was a small city, with a population of about 60,000.Hunters sighted in their deer rifles in Pantano Wash just east of Wilmotroad. There was considerable open space between South Tucson andthe airport, and there were no Interstate highways, although therewas a divided highway called the Tucson Freeway, extending roughlyfrom Congress to Prince Road.

East Sixth Street for about two blocks east of Park was a commercialzone dominated by kosher butchers and bakeries, seafood shops, tailorshops, and small eateries offering students delicious hot pastrami onrye. Yiddish was heard as much as English along that stretch. Theshopping area at Park and University was much as it is now, but therewere no bars anywhere close to campus, as the laws of that timeprohibited liquor licenses close to schools. Speedway east of Park wasmostly residential except for clusters of commercial activity aroundthe major intersections.

THE DEPARTMENTThe Geology Department in the 50s was more or less a joint ventureof the College of Liberal Arts and the College of Mines. This apparentadministrative nightmare actually functioned rather well, and surprisingsynergy derived from it. Dean T. G. Chapman of Mines didn't meddlein the operations of the Geology Department as long as his miningand metallurgy students got a good grounding in the basics of geologyand mineralogy.

Geology occupied most of the north side of the old Engineeringbuilding. The Mineral Museum was on the second floor. Occasionallya group of geodetic surveying students from Civil Engineering couldbe seen trudging up the stairs through the geologists' turf on theirway to the roof. Normally such work involved taking shots of Polariswith a theodolite at night, but sometimes they went up in theafternoon, carrying a level, an instrument rarely utilized for astronomicalobservation. It was subsequently discovered that the Engineering buildingroof provided a fine view of the sun decks above the porches of the women'sdorms to the west; the level being the instrument of choice as its telescopewas of higher power than the theodolite's.

To the north, across the street, was the Mines (now part of theHarshbarger) building, the domain of Dean Chapman and the Miningand Metallurgical Engineering departments. A large slab of nativecopper weighing well over a ton rested in the grass beside the front

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GEO -MEMORIESSPENCER TITLEY, PHD '58

The Department of Geology, as then named, was in the College ofMines, an affiliation that reflected traditional close ties with Arizona

mining industries and an association with that field of geology thatwent back to the turn of the century. Mines was one of the first threecolleges in the University. The association with the geology of resourcesremains strong and appropriate. The Geoscience name was taken inthe early 1970s. The department was housed in the EngineeringBuilding across the street from the present Mines College and welooked north from Engineering into the old North Hall which servedas a practice site for the Music Department. Windows were usuallywide open in the absence of air conditioning so we were serenadedcontinuously, for better or for worse.

In the 50s, we were recognized as a fine department, and rankedby the early 1960s in ACE tabulations as in the upper 20s and, if I

recall, was 15th. The numbers meant little; the reputation was sustainedby a distinguished and experienced faculty. The following is aboutthese people, who had all applied their geology in industry orgovernment before returning to teach, and from whom my peersand I obtained an excellent education. They had publishedfundamental work about Arizona geology and its resources, as well asbasic science -and those publications endure. Perhaps this accountmay kindle interest in that faculty and their contributions to teaching,and to regional and areal geology. These professionals, and they were,in the truest sense, brought a practical view to their instruction,notwithstanding their academic backgrounds from CalTech, Chicago,Columbia, Cornell, Harvard, Stanford, with two from Arizona and onefrom Colorado Mines. Most were WWII veterans who had learned"people" skills the hard way and most were leaders.

I visited the department briefly in 1951 during a field trip to Arizonain my senior year at Colorado Mines and I remember M. N. Short andE. D. McKee from that time, although Dr. Short had passed away andMcKee had left teaching by the time I arrived in September 1955. TheDepartment Head was F. W. (Fritz) Galbraith (Arizona '35 out ofHarvard) who had returned from military service. He headed adepartment of 8 faculty, some 15 graduate students and about 50undergraduate majors. Beginning geology, which he taught, hadenrollments of more that 600 and the lectures were in the auditorium.Widely liked and admired, Fritz led the department into a period of initiationof growth and brought in several faculty during my student times.

Galbraith was an efficient administrator and leader who wasforthright and vigorous in his teaching and administrative activities.He also taught mineralogy and is the person largely responsible forthe increase in specimens and specimen quality of the Mineral Museum.Blow pipe analysis was a part of the mineralogy curriculum and Fritzhad his own particular formula for it that was 4 parts ethyl alcohol and1 part kerosene. The ethyl alcohol was kept in a red 5- gallon drumbehind his desk and when TAs required a refill, he would put thedrum on his desk, take out a red tube and start the siphon going.Needless to say, popping eyeballs followed his every move in thisprocess and we always looked to see if he swallowed anything. WithFritz's personality, no one ever said anything -at all.

Arizona was my choice because of the presence of B. S. Butler(Colorado Mines '27) who had studied and written about manydeposits of my interest. He was a gentleman with twinkling blue eyesand a smile that was never far from his face. He taught with a Socraticmethod and my one semester with him (he retired because of healthin 1956) was my first introduction into being pinned to the wall by followingfalse trails of logic. He would smile, the eyes would twinkle, and the nextquestion always opened a route out of the dilemma. He was excellent atdoing this and his classes were a revelation in teaching and learning.

The faculty in 1951. (Row 1) Donald Bryant, 8. S. Butler, Evans B. Mayo.(Row 2) Richard Moore, Alvin Gorum, Louis Hess, George Roseveare. (Row3) George Kiersch, John Anthony, Eldred Wilson, Robert DuBois. (Row 4)Wayne Barney.

Bill Lacy (Harvard '50) became my assigned advisor and broughta long experience with the ores of the Andes and Australia. He openedthe world of ore deposits, together with personal and professionalethics that set examples of character and the peculiar insight necessaryto the study of ores. His approaches to integrating geological featuresof all sorts set an example of study that has proven effective in myteaching and research. The power of positive thinking was a notabletrait and he pushed all of us very hard to understand that the onlylimits were ourselves. He believed, and still does, that one can alwaysdo more than one believes can be done. Perhaps one could say hetried to make us all overachievers.

We learned scholarship, patience and attention to detail fromEvans Mayo (Cornell '32 out of Stanford). His teaching style was uniqueand he put great effort into it. Although I spent some weekends inthe field with him while he prepared those almost unbelievable mapsshowing where each cactus was, my most lasting experience was inthe classroom (I took every graduate course he offered). Classes startedat 7:30 am and Dr. Mayo ( I could never bring myself to call him Evand still can't) would arrive early to prepare his blackboards for thelecture. When I arrived at school at 7, he was hard at work laying outstacked vertical sections in perspective of a traverse along a range inBritish Columbia. We would start copying, poorly, those elegantlydrawn geological sections to get caught up to the point of lecture. Heprepared lectures with a fountain pen on 5x8 cards, of which he musthave had thousands. But when he finished, he erased the boards -after spending usually 45 minutes setting them up! (Note: Xerox wasn'teven a name yet and we were just getting used to drawing on "ditto"sheets in various colors.)

John Lance (CalTech '49) was the first Renaissance man of myacquaintance. A vertebrate paleontologist, he is said to have doneclassical work on development of the horse in the western hemisphere.But he also liked artiodactyls. He and an acquaintance spent sometime digging up a Miocene llama in some nameless hills on the PapagoReservation and when finished gave months of thought as to what toname it. He ultimately went to the Geographic Names Committeeand had the wash where the beast was found, in the nameless hills,called the Como Se Wash- thereby naming his find, the Como seLlama! This puckish sense of humor was evident in the classroom,using it to teach us geological report writing through a method of

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GEO -MEMORIEScriticism. He had some of the worst stuff one could ever imagine andwe were kept amused with the running commentary on the use ofthe English language. John had flown B -24 bombers in the Pacific andoften related the story of when, after a successful mission, he did slowrolls in the thing athousand feetabove the ocean.After the storywould finish, Johnwould reach for hisever present roll ofantacids and popone into his mouth.Easy going, quick tosmile, a wonderfulsense of humor witha fast mind, he wasa welcome part ofthe department andoffered a uniquebrand of leaveningto the ambiance.John left theDepartment andbecame GeologicalProgram Managerwith NSF.

Paleontologywas challenginglytaught by DonBryant (Arizona '55out of UCLA). Donhad served aboard a destroyer in the Atlantic during the War andbrought a pleasantly commanding manner to the department andclassroom. But he took no guff. In amazement, we watched a newstudent load and light a pipe in lecture, which Don also watched, andwhen it was going he went through the roof. He could have beenheard on the baseball field. We all took his course in systematicpaleontology (hard to believe there was no such thing as a radiometricage date in those times) and the lessons I learned I still have. I am stillcomfortable in the Arizona Paleozoic and Mesozoic with guide fossilsdown to the level of foraminifera. He measured a lot of section and Ihad the chance to work with him, very slowly plodding up a hill pickingup every rock for examination looking at lithology, looking for foramsin chert. Together with the lessons of Dr. Mayo, we learned that theobject of going up a hill was not necessarily getting to the top. Don'steaching style included a final exam and a lab exam -and sixunannounced hour exams. He played all sorts of tricks to confuse us,even to the extent of coming in very early and hiding exams in theclassroom. When he had pulled off the surprise, he would stand upfront and giggle.

John Anthony (Harvard '64) taught mineralogy and I shared anoffice with him during my final academic year. John had completedall but the experimental synthesis of monazite, a problem that was totake him some years still, and in the process of which he accidentallydiscovered a flux that would dissolve platinum. John's forte was crystalstructure and he could usually be found somewhere near the X -rayinstrument which was in the basement of the Mines building (acrossthe street from the Department). It was a Norelco with a vertical tubesampled through ports on a bench top. The tube was cooled by waterwith a pressure interlock system that would shut down the machine ifwater pressure dropped. Unfortunately it was in the same line as thatof the women's commode used by the Dean's secretary on the floor

(Far left) John F Lance inthe field. (Above) B. S.Butler at Copper CityMine, Globe District,1952 GSA Cordilleranmeeting trip. (Photos ofLance and Butler courtesyof Randall Chew) (Left)John Anthony at FieldCamp in Young, AZ.

above, and when flushingtook place the system shutdown. John spent a lot oftime running up anddown stairs in thatbuilding. He devoted agreat amount of time afterGalbraith left to sustaining

acquisitions to the Mineral Museum and was its curator for severaldecades. He was an artist and played just about any musical instrumenthe decided to try. He was skilled with the guitar. Always a hit at studentparties, of which there were many, he had a repertoire of almostunbelievable breadth that spanned from opera to western. His intuitivefeel for the topology and mathematics of space and point groupsymmetry was compatible with his love of music.

The growing rigor of geology and geochemistry was brought tothe department by Paul Damon (Columbia '57) who in 1957 taughta course in geochemistry, which was as close to the cutting edge as itexisted then. Just as importantly, he brought the department into thedomain of basic laboratory research with the first significant basicresearch grants, from the AEC.

This faculty influenced my generation of students. We learnedmuch of lasting value about ourselves and about geology in generaland geology of the region (Geology of Arizona was the only requiredgraduate course), as well as depth in the specialties we had selected.We were also imbued with the sense of importance that scholarshipmust play in our field. That eclectic faculty provided much of valuethat has survived in all of us, I am certain, and in our subsequentprofessional activities we have passed on those things of basic valuethat we learned from them.

(stitley@geo. arizona. edu)

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GEO-M [MORI ESROBERT S. GRAY, MS '59, PHD '65

When I think back to those years, I really think the departmenthad a number of great professors. Dr. Paul Damon was a

tremendous asset in theGeochemical area; Dr. JohnAnthony was great in theMineralogy area; Dr. SpenceTitley added his greatknowledge in the MiningGeology area, and Dr. JohnHarshbarger really putHydrology on the map.Certainly, there were otherprofessors that theDepartment of Geology wasnoted for. I'm just a little rustytrying to remember back tothose days.

I want to acknowledgemy major PhD professor, Dr.Joe Schreiber, mostly forhelping me through myPhD. In those days, he hadto contend with at least 12PhD majors. I can see whereit was hard to keep up withall of us and do his prescribedresearch work. I would also

single out Dr. John Lance. John was my major professor for my MSand the principal professor for my research work for my PhD. Heprobably had every geology major at one time or another. I recall thathe would usually show up in the classroom with a stack of papers,books, and lecture notes up to two feet high. The first few times thishappened, I wondered if we would ever get through the course.Furthermore, I wondered if Dr. Lance would ever get through all hisnotes during the period. As it turned out, he would just start talkingand never looked at his notes! He was a great speaker. To this day,really don't know what was in the stack of papers, books or lecturenotes that Dr. Lance brought into his classes.

One of my fondest memories of Dr. Lance was when I started todo my field work on my MS degree. My field work was in the westernGrand Canyon on the Haulapai Indian Reservation near Peach Springs,AZ. We both went to my project area in June. I was nervous becauseI knew nothing of this area and was expecting Dr. Lance to outline theapproach I should use and to assist me in getting started. We droveout early in the morning to Hindu Canyon on the Haulapai IndianReservation. He showed me my area, wished me luck, and promptlyturned around and left, saying that he would be back in September.Yes, he returned in September, and by then, I really had learned a lot!

Bob Gray at the 111 Ranch Beds inSafford, AZ.

J. DALE NATIONS, MS '61

Iarrived at the UA in August, 1960 after a three -year tour of duty inthe US Air Force, having forgotten much of the geology that I had

learned in undergraduate school at Arizona State Univ. The first memorythat I have of the UA Geosciences Department was reporting to JohnLance, the Chairman, in his highly disordered office where I receiveda very warm welcome as a new graduate student. My entering graduate

school was a risky venture because my wife Audrey and I, along withour 18 month old son, were to be supported only by her teachingsalary at Doolen Junior High School. I had to finish the program as quicklyas possible, then get a job when there were very few jobs for geologists.

The highly professional and dedicated faculty in the departmentsupported my efforts and enabled me to complete the coursework intwo semesters, and the thesis during the following summer. I rememberthe excellent courses that I took from Paul Damon, Joseph Schreiber,John Lacey, Willard Pye, Evans Mayo and Halsey Miller. I learned, notonly geology, but how to be a geologist, from them and other faculty andstudents. Other faculty such as Ted Smiley, John Anthony and SpencerTitley were good friends and additional role models.

After receiving my PhD in 1969 from UC Berkeley, I accepted ateaching position at NAU and have come full -circle back to the studyof Arizona geology. Much of my research, writing, and teaching aboutArizona geology during the past 30 years at NAU has been based onknowledge gained in the broad academic program at the UA, andfrom the continued research activities of its Geoscience faculty. I creditthe Geosciences Dept. at the UA with my initial professional trainingand academic preparation that have led to a successful geologicalcareer, from which I will retire as a Regents' Professor of Geology inthe year 2000. (dale.natios @nau.edu)

JAMES D. SELL, MS '61

During the school year of 1956 -57 one of my professors was Dr.John F. Lance. During the mid 50s it was permissible to smoke in

class and often the windows were opened to allow some fresh air intothe room. Dr. Lance might have been described as a chain -smoker, ashe often had a cigarette in hand during the lectures. Also at that time,Davis Monthan Air Base was busy and the new jet fighters were oftentaking off on a training flight right over the UA area. As a consequence,the rumble -swish of the jets came in thru the open windows and allconversation came to a halt. This rumble -swish really bothered Dr.Lance, although it also offered him time to light up another cigarette.One day, when John was at the board with chalk, plotting a complexcross -section, a series of jets came over and shook the building. Dr.Lance turned from the board with a disdainful look on his face, andpromptly placed the chalk up to his mouth to light his "cig ". Of course,this broke up the class, in much humor, as well as John. However, Idon't believe this event caused Dr. Lance to give up smoking in class.

CHARLES M. BOCK, PHD '63

It was not uncommon when I was in school for rock hounds and otherinterested amateurs to bring specimens into the department for

identification /explanation, etc. One day a fellow showed up with a nodulewhich he was convinced was a petrified foot bone. One of the grad studentsimmediately took the specimen downstairs to the rock saw where hesectioned it and returned back to the office with the news that it was nota petrified foot bone but a nondescript nodule. The owner was irate andexclaimed that we had ruined his foot bone. Whereupon Ed McCullough,who was in the office at the time, couldn't suppress a chuckle. The "footbone" owner exclaimed, "Don't laugh kid. It's not funny!" Ed at the timewas in the final stages of his PhD work, and was anything but a "kid ", buthis youthful countenance earned him the rebuke, none the less.

(charliebock@compuserve. corn)

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GEO -MEMORIESCHARLES A. RATTE, PHD '63

My first memory of the UA is of trying to find a parking space nearthe geology building! After a long trip to the wide open spaces

of the wild West from Hanover, New Hampshire, I found there wasnot a parkingspace to be foundanywhere oncampus within aday's walk (a bit ofan exaggeration)of the geologybuilding.

I happenedto notice a parkingspace in the bankparking lot acrossthe street from theg e o l o g ybuilding -it had asign that readReserved for theBank President. I

wouldn't be long.I just wanted torun in andintroduce myselfto Dr. Galbraith,the departmentchairman. Youguessed it -when Icame out to get

my car, I had a parking ticket. This was my introduction to the wideopen spaces of the wild and woolly West.

Perhaps the most kindly and thoughtful experience, that I willalways remember and be most thankful for, is the kindness andgenerosity of my advisor, Dr. Bill Lacy, and his wonderful wife, Jo.Unfortunately, a few days before classes were to commence, Iperforated an ulcer and spent several days at the Tucson MedicalCenter. The Lacy family took my wife Judy (with child on the way) totheir home and helped get her settled in the new, strange city ofTucson while I recovered. Thank you so much, Bill and Jo and all theLacy family. And I should mention Spence Titley and Ed McCullough,who saw to it that my teaching assistant duties were taken care ofduring my absence. This reminds me of the camaraderie developedwith Spence Titley as we shared offices and Geology 101 lab space inan old Quonset hut somewhere in the boondocks around Bear DownGym.

Finally, I must tell the story of a happening at my first geologydepartment faculty meeting (I became an instructor my last year inthe PhD program). We were seeking suggestions for prominentgeologists to come to Tucson to speak in our guest lecture series.Some wit suggested that we invite Dr. Pye (one of our permanentgeology faculty). It seems Dr. Pye spent a great deal of time awayfrom campus conducting his consulting business. This suggestion, ofcourse, caused more than a few chuckles.

I could go on and on. My years in Tucson with the UA geologydepartment were most enjoyable and got me started on a successfuland fun career. Should I mention the parties at Joey Merz's Tucsonhome (with a pool), the chaperoning of fraternity parties where Ilearned the Twist... ? Need I say more?

Chuck Ratté teaching a surveying class in 1963.

DICK JONES Cont'd from p. 11

door, in case there was any doubt about what element was consideredimportant within those walls, and where the funding came from. Ahandsome bronze plaque alongside the door was dedicated to JamesDouglas, Phelps Dodge pioneer, and for whom the city of Douglas isnamed. Unlike other buildings on campus, in the Mines buildingsmoking was tolerated in class, and nearly every desk was adorned bya crucible or scorifier recycled from the fire assay lab for use as an ashtray. In the basement were the Arizona Bureau of Mines and itsoutstanding State Geologist, Eldred Wilson, who must have seen nearlyevery outcrop in Arizona during his long and productive career.

Immediately west of Mines was an old stone building called NorthHall, roughly contemporary with Old Main, used by the MusicDepartment of the College of Fine Arts for student practice. From itsopen windows, agonizing operatic arias frequently assailed the ears,but mercifully, the building was demolished when the Mines buildingwas expanded to its present dimensions.

The Geology Department, at the time I transferred into it as ajunior, had waned greatly from its prominence of previous years. In avery short span of time, the legendary paleontologist AlexanderStoyanow had retired; Max Short, the petrographer and oremicroscopist had died; Frederic Galbraith, the nominal Head of theDepartment was detached on military service; and B. S. Butler,renowned economic geologist and author of so many USGS bulletinsand professional papers, was in failing health. It was left to a handfulof new faculty members to take up the load, just at a time when therewas a big surge of enrollment at the end of the Korean war. Thefaculty then consisted of Ed McKee, Geology la-1b and sedimentation;Don Bryant, invertebrate paleontology and stratigraphy; Evans Mayo,structural geology and introductory ore deposits; B. S. Butler, advancedore deposits and seminars (when he was able); Bob DuBois, petrologyand petrography; John Anthony, crystallography and mineralogy; andJohn Lance, who filled in at all positions, like a utility infielder in minorleague baseball.

With such a small faculty the work load was very high. Freshmangeology was then, as it still is, the basic science course for a large partof the freshman class. Something like 700 Geology la and lb studentswere crowded into the auditorium in the Liberal Arts building (nowSocial Sciences) to hear Ed McKee. He became famous for managingto work his beloved Grand Canyon into every lecture at least once.There were about a dozen graduate students teaching freshmangeology labs every semester.

Aside from the freshmen mob there were of course geology andgeological engineering majors, plus mining and metallurgy studentsfrom the College of Mines who took Geology for Engineers (the hotrod version of Geology la, stripped down to the bare frame), StructuralGeology, Crystallography and Determinative Mineralogy. The situationeased somewhat when Fritz Galbraith returned, and a few more peoplewere added, but even then, when I entered Graduate School in 1955,there were only ten on the geology faculty, plus Ted Smiley over inGeochronology. There were about 50 graduate students in thedepartment, some finishing their work, some just starting, but therewere a lot of people to look after, and not many professors to do it.

EVERYDAY LIFE (SUCH AS IT WAS)In graduate school there was a good mix of students from everywhere,much as it is today. Only about six or eight had done theirundergraduate work at Arizona, myself among them. We had studentsfrom all over the US as well as from Peru, India, Pakistan, and Thailand.What we did not have were women. The male -female ratio on campus

-cont'd p. 18

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ALUMNI NEWS1950s

ROBERT BRYANT (BS '55) emails fromMexico where he is officially retired, butactually self -employed part -time as a mininggeology consultant, primarily in prospectexamination and exploration studies. Bobreceived his MS from Stanford in '56. He nowlives with his wife Blanca in Ensenada, havingonly recently moved back to the northernhemisphere after living in Bolivia for ten years.Prior to that he spent several years in Denverand Douglas, and before that: several years inParaguay, several years in Mexico, about 10years in northern New Mexico and Alaska,several years in such places as Iran, Honduras,Venezuela, Alaska, Arizona, etc. (Try and makesense of that!) He says he really doesn't wantto pack and move anymore. (See Bob'sreminiscences on p. 9.) bryantco @telnor.net

JOSEPH T. CALLAHAN (MS '51) writes thatfellow geologists D. JOHN CEDERSTROM(PHD '34) and LEOPOLD HEINDL (PHD '58)are deceased. All three had worked with theUSGS Water Resources Division. Mr. Callahanis now retired and living in Glendale, AZ.

ARTHUR MIRSKY (MS '55) has justcompleted a thorough revision of his 1992guidebook Building Stones in DowntownIndianapolis, which was the focus of one ofthe field trips for the AAPG -East annualmeeting in Indianapolis this September. Thisguidebook uses building stones as a teachingtool. amirsky @iupui.edu

1960sSUSAN (KAHN) BOLLIN (BS '60) is theauthor of a successful series of Southwesterncookbooks, among them Chip and Dip LoversCook Book, Quick -N -Easy Mexican Recipes, Salsa

Lovers Cook Book, and Sedona Cook Book. Susanwrites from her home in Scottsdale, Ariz.

ROBERT S. GRAY (MS '59, PHD '65) wasawarded the 1998 AAPG DistinguishedEducator Award. This is the first time thatAAPG has selected a community collegeprofessor for the award. Bob has beenteaching at Santa Barbara City College since1967. Singled out in the presentation wasBob's dedication to excellence in teaching, hisfocus on integrity, rigor and realism, and hisenthusiasm for the field of geology. Bob hasmentored and inspired many students toadvance in geology by earning graduate degreesat prominent universities. (See Bob'sreminiscences of his own student days on p. 14.)

LOUIS H. KNIGHT (MS '67, PHD '70)recently left his position as Vice President of

Environmental Services for ConverseConsultants and moved to the Seattle areawhere he has started his own custom databaseapplication development business. He willcontinue to do some part -time consultingthrough Converse. Iknight643 @aol.com

H. NELSON MEEKS (BS '66) writes that heretired from the Minerals ManagementService, US Dept. of Interior, in 1988 and thenfrom the UTEP Dept. of Geological Sciencesin 1998. Nelson is currently residing in CorpusChristi, TX.

BERNARD W. PIPKIN (PHD '65) is ProfessorEmeritus in the Dept. of Geological Sciencesat USC. Barney runs into fellow alum JOANBALDWIN (PHD '71), DEE TRENT (PHD '73)and GARY RASMUSSEN (BS '67) at geologicmeetings in southern California, and is a loyalvisitor to our GeoDaze Symposiums. Histextbook, Geology and the Environment, is intoits 3rd edition and doing well. The secondedition was written with DEE TRENT as co-author, "a total UA effort ", says Barney.bpipkin @aol.com

1970sELAINE HAZLEWOOD (BS '78) graduated inMay '99 from the Iliff School of Theology inDenver with a Master of Arts in Religion. Elainealso has a MS in Engineering ('80) from theUniv. of Texas at Austin.

ROBERT LANEY (PHD '71) retired in 1992after more than 32 years as a hydrogeologistwith the USGS. In 1998 he retired a secondtime from McDonald Morrissey Associates,Inc., a groundwater consulting company inReston, VA. Bob is now enjoying trueretirement. He still likes to keep up withhappenings in Earth Science and is in contactwith former classmates BOB LAUGHLON(PHD '70) and CLARK ARNOLD (MS '64,PHD '71).

1980sCHRISTOPHER DEVINE (BS '83). After threeyears with IBM, nine at Geraghty & Miller andtwo at Leggette, Brashears & Graham workingon ground -water contamination, Chris emailsthat he's taken a 180 and gone to surfacewater as the Executive Director of the Squam

Lakes Association. He now lives and works onGolden Pond (Squam Lake) in New Hampshirewhere he says the quality of life is outstanding.tsmdevine @cyberportal.net

REX KNEPP (MS '83) is Senior Staff Geologistwith Subsurface Computer Modeling inAustin, TX. rknepp @scminc.com

LES MCFADDEN (MS '78, PHD '82) writes,"I was sorry to hear that Pete Coney hadpassed away -a great teacher, scientist,human being. UA will miss him." Les hasrecently been elected as Chair of the UNMEarth and Planetary Sciences Department.

ELAINE (KENNEDY) SUTHERLAND (MS '83)began a position in July as Project Leader ofthe Forest Ecology and Management Projectwith the Forest Service's Rocky MountainResearch Station in Missoula, MT. Elaine'sprevious position was Research Ecologist withthe Northeastern Research Station inDelaware, OH.esutherland /rmrs,missoula@fs.fed.us

THOMAS STAFFORD, JR. (MS '80, PHD '84)has started his own, private research labdedicated to Quaternary sciences -StaffordResearch Laboraties, Inc., located in Boulder,CO. thomasw @staffordlabs.com

1990sMATTHEW CALVERT (BS '94) is ProjectManager with Bellatrix EnvironmentalConsultants in Scottsdale. He's been anArizona certified geologist in training since1997. mcalvert@inficad.com

FELIX CASTILLO (MS '93) emails that thingsare changing in the political arena inVenezuela. "Here in PDVSA, work is verychallenging and interesting. One of myprospects for oil in mature fields is scheduledto be drilled in early November. I am veryexcited about it because it will open new areaswest of the traditional fields in easternVenezuela. I am also involved in a similarproject in Lake Maracaibo (westernVenezuela). My area of interest (two prospectsout of ten) just ranked #1 and possibly one ofthem will be drilled early next year. This isgreat, especially now that money is so scanty.castillofr@pdvsa.com

DAVID COBLENTZ (PHD '94) has accepteda visiting professor position at UTEP. Dave willbe working with the PACES group (PanAmerican Center for Earth and EnvironmentStudies) on borderland remote sensingprojects. coblentz @geo.utep.edu

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ALUMNI NEWSUA ALUMSPAY TRIBUTE TOVANCE HAYNES

UA alums gathered for the Vance HaynesSymposium in September to pay tribute toVance Haynes' career: (L -R) MIKE WATERS(BS '77, MS '80, PHD '83), AnthropologyDept., Texas A&M Univ.; JEFF SAUNDERS(MS '70, PHD '75), Illinois State Museum;TOM STAFFORD (MS '80, PHD '84),Center for Geochronological Research, Univ.of Colorado; GARY HUCKLEBERRY (PHD'93), Dept. of Anthropology, WashingtonState; VANCE HAYNES; JIM MEAD (MS'79, PHD '83), Dept. of Geology, NorthernArizona Univ.; KATHLEEN NICOLL (PHD'98), Chevron Oversees; and MANUELPALACIOS FEST (PHD '94), Dept. ofGeosciences, UA.

BRIAN DARBY (BS '97) finished his MS atUSC with Greg Davis this past spring. He andKristi Rikansrud, who also received her MS atUSC, were married on June 12 in SantaMonica, CA. Brian and Kristi are both workingfor Exxon Exploration in Houston.darbys @qwestinternet.com

KYLE HOUSE (MS '91, PHD '96) emails, "Itwas very sad to hear of Peter Coney's death.He was without doubt the best teacher that I

had duringmy 7 -yeartenure in theGeosciencesDepartment."Kyle's news:he's a newfather and haslanded a realjob. In August1998, Kylemoved from asoft moneyposition at theD e s e r t

Research Institute to a faculty portion at theNevada Bureau of Mines and Geology, Univ.of Nevada, Reno. His job involves doingresearch on all kinds of floods and a fairamount of Quaternary geological mapping.Despite the seemingly geographic restrictionof Kyle's place of employment, he remainsbusy with flood studies in Arizona. Kyle's wifeis the senior book designer at the Univ. ofNevada Press and they now have a wonderfullittle boy, Trenton Joseph House, born onSeptember 9, 1998. khouse @unr.eduhttp: / /www.nbmg.unr.edu /staff /kyle.htm

Brian Darby and Kristi Rikansrud, June wedding.

WILLIAM ERICKSON (BS' 92) and wife EvelynVandenDolder moved from Tucson to westernNorth Carolina last February. Bill is now aconsultant with Compaq Computer Corp. andEvelyn works as a professional editor.william.erickson @compaq.com

Trent House, 6 months.

GARY HUCKLEBERRY (PHD '93) is AssistantProfessor in the Dept. of Anthropology atWashington State Univ. in Pullman. Garyenjoys his job teaching the value of geoscienceto archaeology students and continues toperform geoarchaeological research linkingenvironmental change and human response.

He is currently involved in a two -year NSFproject in Peru that seeks to reconstruct El Ninoflood history and understand its relation tothe rise and fall of the Moche civilization. Garyand wife Yvonne have two daughters, Apriland Theresa. ghuck @wsu.edu

DIANA MEZA FIGUEROA (PHD '99) andhusband Victor are proud parents of a babyboy, Sebastian Alejandro, born March 6. Dianais an Assistant Professor at the Univ. ofGuerrero where she teaches geochemistry andpetrology and pursues her research in thegeology of southern Mexico. She was recentlyaccepted as part of the National System ofResearchers (SNI). Diana writes that she'shappy with her family and her job, and shekeeps Tucson and its people in her heart.vicdian @silver. net.mx

Sebastian Alejandro.

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ALUMN NEWS

Gopal Mohapatra and Meha.

GOPAL MOHAPATRA (PHD '96) and Revahave a baby girl (Meha), born on July 21.Gopal says she keeps them busy and he'sbecoming an expert in changing diapers! He'spictured here trying to interest Meha inwatermelon (he's on a steep learning curve).

DANI MONTAGUE -JUDD (PHD '99) left forthe Mark O'Connor Fiddle Camp in Nashville,TN the day after turning in her dissertation. Daniworks as an assistant petrologist at DesertArchaeology, Inc., in Tucson. ddmjudd @aol.com.

BILL PHILLIPS (PHD '97) is moving fromColorado Springs, CO (where he taught fortwo years) to Edinburgh, Scotland. At the Univ.of Edinburgh, Dept. of Geography, Bill will becontinuing his research into geomorphicapplications of cosmogenic nuclides that hebegan at the UA. wmp @geo.ed.ac.uk

Michal KowalewskiReceives

Junior FacultyEnhancement Award

MICHAL KOWALEWSKI (PHD '95) hasreceived a Ralph E. Powe junior FacultyEnhancement Award from Oak RidgeAssociated Universities (ORAU).

Michal, Assistant Professor of GeologicalSciences at Virginia Tech, describes hisresearch as the study of the history of lifeentombed in the fossil record. He is studyingthe shells of lingulid brachiopods and theirfossils to reconstruct ancient marineenvironments that existed as much as 500million years ago and to learn more aboutpast climatic conditions and about thebiological relations among extinctorganisms.

The research funding will make itpossible for him to test the validity ofmeasuring oxygen isotopes within modernand fossil shells to determine differences inthe salinity of water over time and at differentlocations, as well as seasonal variations intemperature as shells grew.

..::, "The approach opens a new avenue forstudying seasonal and spatial changes insalinity and temperature, and thus, mayprovide new tools for studying ancient

Michal Kowalewski (left) receives the Ralph E.Powe junior Faculty Enhancement Award.

environmental and climatic patterns,"Michal explains. "Lingulid isotopes may alsoprovide valuable insights into rapid climaticand environmental changes of the lastseveral millenia."

Following his postdoc here, Michal wasa research scientist at the Polish Academyof Sciences for two years, during which timehe was a visiting scientist in Brazil. He spenta year at the Universitaet Tuebingen,Germany, as a Humboldt Research Fellowbefore joining the faculty at Virginia Techlast year.www.geol.vt.edu /paleo /mk- r.html

DICK JONES Cont'd from p. 15

was about four to one, partly because of the flood of ex- service menon the GI Bill, but in geology there were only two female grad studentsin the department.

Campus buildings had heat, but not air conditioning, not evenevaporative coolers, so in warm weather the windows were alwaysopen. In the Mines building, the heat could get really fierce on theeast end above the fire assaying lab, but it was pretty hot everywhereon campus in late spring and early fall.

The open windows made things especially difficult when thebombardment wing at Davis Monthan Air Force Base was scrambledand the wind was light from the northwest. This always seemed tooccur at about 11:00 a.m., when it was hot and there was little lift forthe wings. For a good half hour there were B -47 jet bombers and KC-97 prop- driven refuelling tankers coming over the campus just abovethe rooftops, 20 to 30 seconds apart. The buildings shook, and thenoise was so loud that some professors gave up and dismissed theirclasses altogether. The ever -patient Dr. Mayo would try to get in a fewwords of his lecture in the intervals between aircraft. Nobody cared toconsider that an engine failure might bring that aluminum overcastdown on the roof and, fortunately, it never happened.

With the windows open, it was possible to converse with peopleon the sidewalks below. Cigarette butts and other detritus sometimeswent out, and bugs and other critters came in. Bob Webb, one of my

classmates, was teaching a geology lab one warm evening on thesecond floor of Engineering when he was startled by the sight of twoglowing green eyes staring in from the darkness. Everyone dashedover, the eyes vanished, but something was heard scampering downthe bricks. It was found later to be a coatimundi, someone's pet looseon campus.

The lobby of the Engineering building at that time had severalwell- crafted three -dimensional models of vein -type ore deposits ondisplay. These had been donated to the University after settlement oflitigation involving mining property ownership under the old apexlaw. For those unfamiliar with this arcane peculiarity of US mining law,the person staking the apex of a vein had the right to follow itdownward and beyond the side boundaries of his claim or claimsonto neighboring ground. Much conflict grew out of it, some of itviolent and often fatal. More peaceable people went to court, thusthe many models in the lobby. Several had working faults, so bythrowing a lever the faulted vein could be restored to its originalposition, thus attempting to convince judge and jury that one of theparties to the dispute had rights to the dislocated segment. Some ofthe models were used in economic geology classes, but I can recallseeing one in the Mining 101 course when the subject of mining lawcame up. Professor Krumlauf cautioned the students against everbringing apex law cases into litigation, since only lawyers made moneyfrom them. Our collective ignorance of the state of things to come isevidenced by the fact that the good professor's remarks failed to set

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off a stampede across campus to enroll in the College of Law. However,an associate Mining Engineering professor did leave the following yearto take up the study of dentistry.

There were, of course, no computers, for individuals, at least.Somewhere in the bowels of the campus there was a monster vacuum -tube main -frame which digested punch cards and supposedly kepttrack of class enrollments, but we never saw it. Those of engineeringand scientific bent made do with log tables and slide rules. Theselatter implements were expensive, about $30 at a time when a typicalhard -bound textbook cost $6.50 to $8. They were the badge of theengineer, proudly worn hanging from the belt like a Roman soldier'sgladius. When called upon to render a calculation, the slip stick wouldbe lined up and read with much squinting of eye, and then the resultwould be announced: 2 x 2 = 3.99. A few, armed with weapons ofdouble length, would then cry out that they had gotten 3.999, butthese were dismissed as hopeless fanatics. In classes where calculationwas necessary, the professor might announce before a test that "sliderule accuracy would be acceptable." This bit of fiction was analogousto stating that the Marquis of Queensbury rules would be followed ina bar -room brawl. I still have my old 10 -inch Dietzgen, somewhatyellowed now, no longer used, but it still works, doesn't need batteriesor a surge protector, and is definitely Y2K compliant.

Unlike today, with CAD and graphics programs available to nearlyeveryone, back then geologic maps and sections were created by theorganic digital plotter located at the end of one's arm, withmicroprocessor control from the squishy gray computer between theears. There are still some advantages to the old method, since it givestime to think about what is being plotted. Text was produced withmechanical typewriters. The really classy thesis was handed off to aprofessional legal secretary who had access to an IBM Electric, the oldones with keys banging a carbon ribbon, not the kind with a type ball.The Main Library got the original and the first carbon copy, the departmentlibrary (pre - Antevs) got the second carbon, and the student received thefuzzy and barely legible third. Drafts were either typed or handwritten, orboth, and editing was done with scissors and transparent tape.

In -house student reports distributed in class were turned out onthe department's ditto machine, which used waxy stencils and methylalcohol, and could make 20 or 30 copies before they got too blurry toread. Since these were mostly graduate classes with perhaps a dozenstudents, the copies were usually good enough. Fellow grad studentChuck St. Clair became highly proficient with the ditto machine,switching various colored stencils to produce very nice multicoloredmaps, and we all learned from him -showed us the value of anundergraduate degree from CalTech.

When thin sections were needed, they were made from slabs cutby hand on a diamond saw and ground in the traditional manner onthe big spinning laps in the petrography lab, held down by the fingers.After grinding thin sections for a few hours, one's fingertips were worndown considerably, and sometimes quite a few red blood cells wenton the slide along with the slice of rock and Lakeside 70. My MS thesisonly required about 40 or 50 thin sections, but Anil Banerjee, a gradstudent from India and a whiz at petrography, ground well over 400for his PhD dissertation, as a prelude to thousands of optic axismeasurements on quartz crystals with the universal stage, then handplotted with a stereonet. By the time he was finished grinding sections,he had a sense of touch which could have led to a promising career insafe -cracking, but he virtuously remained in geology and eventuallybecame Director of the Geological Survey of India.

There were none of the wondrous devices available now, no wayto produce polished thin sections (this was just getting started atHarvard), no heating /freezing stages for the study of fluid inclusions,no SEM or microprobe, just basic petrographic and reflectingmicroscopes. Ore microscopy (taught by Lacy) was our strength inthose days. Much of the work that Max Short had incorporated intoUSGS Bulletin 914, Microscopic Determination of the Ore Minerals(our text for the course), was done at Arizona, and all of his equipment

was still there, in use, along with the polished sections from which thebeautiful photomicrographs were made. We had the sense of workingin a museum, and the sections we worked with were fabulous.

The highest tech equipment available on campus was JohnAnthony's pet, a North American Philips X -ray diffraction unit, locatedin a small room of its own in the basement of the Mines building. Itwas water -cooled, with a safety shut -off if the water supply wasinterrupted. Unfortunately, the machine was on the same supply lineas the ladies's restroom, and when the Dean's secretary flushed, offwent the X -ray machine. We eventually resorted to running it mainlyat night when there were no people in the building. It took about 12hours for an exposure, with two cameras mounted. A radiation counterwould go wild in there when the X -ray machine was operating, so wedidn't stand around admiring the machinery.

Since there wasn't much apparatus available for research work,most theses and dissertations involved field mapping or studies ofindividual mineral deposits, mostly within Arizona, although there werea few projects farther away. There were a couple in Peru, done bystudents who worked for Cerro de Pasco; Bill Purdom's PhD in Cuba,when Fidel Castro was still up in the Sierra Maestra; and Bob Webb'sMS at Lake Chelan in Washington; but most of us stayed close to thehouse, as money was always a problem, even with 19 cent gas (nogrants or student loans in those days). Art Heyman did his field workover at Helvetia, in the Santa Rita foothills, avoiding the wretchedroad by flying over from Tucson International Airport in his Ercoupe,just below the B -47 landing pattern at Davis Monthan. We alwaysfigured Art flew in close formation with a squadron of guardian angels.

Radiometric age determinations were not available, and thesiswork depended on close attention to field relations and a lot of workwith the microscope on thin- and polished- sections, and microchemicaltests. Some got pretty good at it, and some of the correlations (andguesswork) were later confirmed when absolute age dating becamepossible. I confess to feeling pretty good a year ago when I found thatmy concept of a deeply- buried intrusive body beneath my thesis area,postulated from the structural patterns I had mapped, was supportedby someone's later geophysical work.

Grad students had offices in every nook, cranny, and closet inboth Engineering and Mines buildings. I was in the most spaciousone, in the basement of Mines, along with Wes Peirce, Don Layton,Dick Whitney, and Bob Wilson. Bob Webb, Bill Purdom, Fred Pashleyand I think Bill van Horn were hidden in a cloud of pipe tobaccosmoke under the stairs in the basement of Engineering. Spence Titleywas upstairs someplace, while Fred Michel was in what was once T. S.Lovering's old geochem lab in the basement.

Wes Peirce would sometimes bring in his huge Great Dane onweekends when the Mines building was usually empty. One suchafternoon the dog wandered off, and we heard an awful yell fromupstairs. Wes's dog, finding a wide open door, had wandered into theDean's office, and the old gentleman happened to be working at hisdesk. As Dean Chapman was a small, wiry man who weighed about120 pounds soaking wet, his face was on about the same level as theGreat Dane's jaws. Fortunately, the dog was not aggressive, but theDean was pretty well shaken by the confrontation.

FIELD CAMPThe UA's summer field camp was then based at St. Michael's, nearWindow Rock, on the Navajo Reservation in northeastern Arizona,and was directed by Bob DuBois, who arrived in style in his silverJaguar XK -140. St. Michael's was a boarding school for Navajo children,and the University arranged to use it during the summers when thekids were at home. The facilities were spartan; the men bunked in thedormitory but the women (only two in my class) were lodged withthe good sisters in the convent. They complained loudly, to little avail.

The nearest watering hole was in Gallup, New Mexico, invariablythe destination of a Saturday night. The reservation roads were

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RETI REM ENTS

C. Vance Haynesby Owen Davis

I can still feel the excitement of theI departmental ceremony, in the fall of 1990,that recognized C. Vance Haynes' inductioninto the National Academy of Sciences. It washeld in the atrium of the Gould- SimpsonBuilding and faculty, students, and well -wishers from Geosciences and Anthropologyfilled the room. It was the first honor of thezenith of national prominence for ourprogram. True, it was quickly followed by BillDickinson's induction, and there were otherceremonies around campus for both Vanceand Bill, but that first ceremony is the onethat sticks in my mind.

Vance richly deserves that recognition.Not since Ernst Antevs has one of our facultyrose to such national and internationalprominence in his discipline. It would bevirtually unthinkable for someone to publisha serious investigation of a Paleoindian site inthe new world without Vance visiting it andcarefully reviewing the stratigraphy andradiocarbon dates associated with evidencefor human occupation. The 1997 Sciencereview of the Monte Verde Site in Chileproclaims, "his (Vance's) epiphany is indeedsignificant ... because of his stature as aleading Clovis expert." "I was the heavy,"Vance recalls.

How does one get that kind ofreputation? Breadth. Vance is the leastdiscipline -bound of my colleagues. He hasnever been afraid to follow his interests evenif it meant that he failed to get some academicreport turned in on time. He is a member of

two academic programs at the UA -in twodifferent colleges -both of whom sign hispaycheck. And those two departments fail tospan the breadth of Vance's scientific interests.

Vance Haynes' international stature is allthe more welcome to us in the departmentbecause he is one of our own -a 1965 PhDwhose dissertation is entitled "Quaternarygeology of the Tule Springs area, Clark County,Nevada ". Paul Damon was his advisor. Thattitle and topic seem to fit his internationalreputation, but they don't capture theinterdisciplinary depth and breadth that madehim a member of the National Academy.

Indications of Vance's breadth can befound in his Curriculum Vitae. His abilities asa geochemist and radiocarbon scientist arehinted at by the fact that Paul Damon was hisadvisor, but many of his colleagues don'trealize that Vance helped run the UARadiocarbon Laboratory from 1965 -1968before joining the faculty of SouthernMethodist Univ. And, many of us might besurprised to learn of Vance's "hard rock,economic" training at the Colorado Schoolof Mines (G.E. Degree, 1956) and his earlycareer as a mining engineer from 1958 -1962.

To breadth, add hard work. It wasn't hisdissertation that made his career, it was hisability to make his own luck. Inspired by theLehner Ranch Clovis Indian site near SierraVista, Vance and fellow graduate student PeteMehringer decided to prospect for anotherPaleoindian site. So, they started walking -outthe tributaries of the San Pedro River,downstream Lehner Ranch. And, damned ifthey didn't find the largest, best -preservedassociation of humans and extinct mammothsin America -the Murray Springs site! Vanceexcavated it so completely that the final reportis still not written, but for the hundreds ofscientists who have visited the site, MurraySprings has come to symbolize Vance'sprofound insight and scientific industry.

To breadth and hard work, add creativity.Vance was born in Spokane, WA, February 29,1928, and "saw the world" as the son of amilitary officer. Those who know of Vance'sprofessional interest in 19th centurybattlefields in Wyoming, and his privateinterests in muskets, rifles, and cannon,probably also know of his childhood travels.However, it is the translation of that interestto unique research that sets Vance apart. Hisapproach to understanding the 1868 battleon the Washira River between Black Kettle'sband of Cheyenne and the 7th Cavalry (aprecursor to Custer's Last Stand) illustrates hisparticular meld of genius and interest. With LarryAnovitz's help and a lot of Electron BeamMicroprobe time, he was able to trace each shellcasing found in the ground to an individualcombatant's behavior on the battlefield.

So, in following Vance's careeraccomplishments we have the First Americansand Custer's Last Stand. Where else do Vance'sinterests lie? How do "Radar Rivers" sound?For the last few decades, each spring semesterthe cry from advisees and colleagues has been,"Where's Vance ?" And the answer has been,"In the Sahara." With USGS scientists CarolBreed and Joe McCauley, Vance became thefirst to apply the technological innovation ofShuttle Imaging Radar (SIR) to one the planet'smost dramatic examples of climatic change.In the Sahara Desert, one of the most desolateplaces on Earth, the antelope once played andbroad rivers flowed. In a 1989 paper in Science,Vance used the SIR images to document thetiming of the climate change that dried therivers and drove away the antelope and theAcheulian people who hunted them.

Breadth, hard work, and creativity. That'swhat I remember from Bill Dickinson'srecognition of Vance Haynes in 1990.

Betty Hupp with Greek amphora at AshmoleanMuseum, Oxford University, UK. Photo courtesyof Peter Kresan.

Betty HuppEormer Geosciences Program Coordinator,

Betty Hupp, has retired after 17 1 /2 yearsat UA to devote more time to her passion fortravel. She saw much of the USA as an AirForce wife before joining the Geosciences staff,and since then has concentrated on annualtrips to Europe whenever she could arrangethem.

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RETIREMENTSBetty's interests in Art, Architecture and

Archaeology have been nourished by hertravels to the UK, Portugal, Germany, Italy,Greece and Turkey (before this summer'sdeadly earthquake). In 1997, she anddaughter Alison flew to Istanbul, drove downthe West Coast of Turkey and ferried by jetboatto Rhodes. Flying to Crete and the Aegeanislands, and driving from Athens and Delphion mainland Greece through the Peloponnesepeninsula, could only be described as amovable, archaeological feast. Of course,Greek and Turkish foods were inspirational aswell.

With sometime travel companion, PeterKresan, Betty has made pilgrimages to manysites of geologic interest including MountVesuvius, Puzzuoli of Bradyseism fame, the K-t boundary in Gubbio, Italy, and Sicily's activevolcano, Mount Etna. Among last year'shighlights in Scotland were Siccar Point onthe East coast near Edinburgh, Aran Isle, theIsle of Skye, the Moine Thrust at Inchnadampfand the bleak, beautiful Outer Hebrides Islandsin the far northwest. Rounding out theiritinerary were side trips to the Isle of Man andten awesome days touring some of the fjordsand glaciers of Norway. While in Oslo, theyvisited the Fram Museum of Polar exploration,and presented the director with a video tapeof Dr. Laurence M. Gould's Antarctic sledgetrek

This fall, Betty and daughters Roxanneand Melanie are again visiting friends inFrance, Italy, and Austria. They anticipate avery special reunion with Anne and OlivierMerle in Clermont -Ferrand, France. (Olivierdid graduate work with George Davis in BryceCanyon in the early 90s.) Their plans are toleave the beaten paths in Paris, Provence andthe Riviera with local friends as guides, andhopefully get in some kayaking, rock climbingand /or mountaineering along the way. Mindyou, most of these feats of physical prowessare in the vicarious realm for Betty who prefersto punctuate her sightseeing with ballet,concerts and Europe's fabulous museums.

When Betty and Roxanne return toTucson in November, Melanie will continueon an extended, around -the -world trip withmultiple opportunities for Betty to rendezvousin Thailand, Bali, Australia, New Zealand andthe South Pacific next year. After that, anyonefor Eastern Europe, the Far East, Africa or SouthAmerica?

Austin LongWe intended to prepare a biographical article tomark Austin's retirement, and asked Austin forsuitable information. As usual, he was slow inresponding, but while he was out we found thisdocument on the floor of his office. Havingnothing better, and being in no position to doubtthe accuracy of the contents, we reprint it here.

Contrary to my first wife's opinion, ratherthan a dark and stormy night, I first saw

daylight and voiced a protest on a clear, butcold Saturday morning. It was almost afortnight before the winter solstice on theNorth Texas plains. Mother later related thatit was curious that the chilly breeze seemednot to faze the 14 black crows perched in theshallow snow, and that they formed a crudecrescent in strong contrast on the ground. Mypresent wife was also born on a cold Saturday,on my sixth birth anniversary. Fortunatecoincidences and curious portents havepunctuated my life, which this brieflysummarizes.

My grandmother had much influence onmy development, as did the second WorldWar. She taught me principles of life andproper behavior through fables and lifeanecdotes. Whether these stories came frommemory or were created on the spot is notimportant. They still impressed me andprobably frightened me into fairly goodbehavior throughout my early years, at least.The War? Mostly frugality at the time, andultimately a quest for explanations for tragicevents. Working in Washington, DC duringthe Kennedy years reinforced the latter.

My adopted father was first a schoolprincipal (how would you like to attend agrade school where your father wasprincipal ?), then a university professor(wouldn't you study hard and make goodmath grades, too, if your father was in themath department ?).

My mother was so proud of her only son."You'll go far," she often said. How true. I spenta couple of field seasons on Ellesmere Island,visited China, India, even southern Argentinaall the way down to where the penguins live.

Before graduation, I was a summer internat Lamont Geological Observatory. PaulDamon was just finishing his dissertation there.Though I knew it not then, this fortunateoverlap would set my destiny. My first publicscientific presentation and peer- reviewedpublication on lead isotopes in ore depositsresulted from my MS at Columbia. The rightmix of fright and exhilaration therefrom,though I knew it not at the time, was surely asign of things to come.

Having just joined the UA faculty in 1957,Paul was charged with, among other things.redesigning the UA radiocarbon datinglaboratory. For a variety of reasons, "solidcarbon" radiocarbon technology had a shorthalf life. The lab would be replaced with a gasproportional system, and as radiocarbon wasonly one of his charges, Paul invited me to beone of his graduate students. Thus began aprofessional relationship and friendship thatcontinues today.

I was able to help Paul set up the carbondioxide proportional counters, get thelaboratory up and rerunning, and get an ABDas well. The interruption began in 1963 whenthe Smithsonian Institution invited me to headtheir new radiocarbon dating laboratory.Downtown Washington, DC in the mid 1960swas an interesting place to be at an interestingtime in our history, but the invitation to applyfor a UA faculty position was even moreattractive.

The tutelage and generosity of TomHerring at the Carnegie GeophysicalLaboratory enabled me to make stable isotopeanalyses of carbon. Association with the UAultimately allowed us, our students andcolleagues to include stable carbon, oxygen,hydrogen, sulfur and even chlorine stableisotope and tritium analyses in the process ofstudying geological, hydrological, andbotanical systems.

Another fortunate association was withthe Dept. of Hydrology and Water Resources.It began with Stan Davis, but ultimatelyincluded many other hydrophiles in HWR. Therealization that environmental isotope studiescan not only help us address questions of socialimportance but also give graduate andundergraduate students an employment

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AUSTIN LONG, cont'dadvantage, helped focus on the direction ofrecent and current research.

From 1989 until retirement I had theprivilege of becoming editor of the journalRadiocarbon. By another fortunatecoincidence, in 1989 we acquired significantspace off campus for laboratory processing ofradiocarbon samples as well as housing thejournal. Working with outstanding managingeditors Renee Kra and David Sewell meant thatthe editor's role was mostly as it should be;

the exhilaration of challenge overrode theextra effort. As of my retirement, Tim Jullassumed the editorship.

Now to address the question: Does lifeexist after retirement?

I guess that depends on how you definelife.

If you define it as a continual series ofdeadlines, grading papers, endless committeemeetings, anguished students, and franticparents certain their precious ones are beingsingled out for cruel and unusual homework,then I have no life. If, however, life to you is

continued work on projects you findchallenging, and helping advise students whoare excited about their projects, then I am stillvery much alive. And throughout this processof doing things, and even now, continuing todo things that enhance life, my wife Karenmakes it possible and worthwhile.

Last month a grandchild in northernArizona called. Among other things (soccer,new girl in school, classes -in about thatorder), he mentioned that he had seen somecrows in the yard, looked like they were in ahalf circle.

DICK JONES Cont'd from p. 19

unfenced, and one trip heading for Gallup nearly terminated in themiddle of a horse herd which slid down the bank and bolted acrossthe road, but fortunately students, car, and horses came throughunscathed.

Our mapping was done in the fine exposed sedimentary section,Permian through Upper Cretaceous, across the Defiance monoclineat Hunter's Point. There were side excursions to the Hopi Buttes volcanicfield and to the diatreme at Buell Park. The people of the NavajoNation were quite friendly, and near the end of the field camp wewere treated to a Navajo feast of mutton stew and fried bread atWindow Rock.

At the conclusion of the season we took a trip across the dustyreservation roads, riding in a couple of Chevy carry-ails which hadopen canvas sides for air conditioning and to let the dust in. After 200miles or so we had collectively ingested enough to have a good starton a brick wall. The trip went through Chinle and Canyon de Chelly,Third Mesa and the ancient Hopi village of Walpi, Coal Canyon(deposits eventually mined by Peabody), and the Grand Canyon. Westopped over at the Museum of Northern Arizona in Flagstaff andthen doubled back via Route 66, visiting all of the interesting thingsalong the way. We economic geology students had to be satisfiedwith coal and a visit to a uranium mine near Kayenta, but uraniumwas a hot commodity at that time (no pun intended).

FIELD TRIPSEconomic geology students at Arizona now have a lot moreopportunities for travel than we had in the 50s, but as undergraduateswe were able to visit Silver Bell, when the Oxide and El Tiro pits werenewly opened, and the old Copper Queen underground mine andthe Lavender pit at Bisbee. Bisbee was an overnight trip, and we wereput up in the classy old Copper Queen Hotel. A good party was hadby most, but the good times were paid for the next morning, whenwe had to be at the Junction shaft at 7 am to go down when the shiftwent down. When the cage got to the bottom level after a rapiddescent, there was about three feet of stretch in the hoisting cable,and we bounced up and down like a yo -yo for about a minute. Betweenthat, the heat, the smell of oxidizing sulfides, and the effects of theprevious night's revelry, there were a lot of mossy -green faces amongthe students. In spite of all that, it was very impressive to walk into thedevelopment headings and see solid masses of chalcopyrite and borniteexposed in the face. My friend Jon Browne, close to 6' 8" tall, was alittle nervous about the 440 -volt trolley wire next to his ear, especiallywith the floor and track wet with acid mine water, but he enjoyed thespacious 8 -foot square- set -timbered stopes.

The following year, the Advanced Ore Deposits class visited themine at Cananea, Sonora, driving down through Naco. We were putup overnight in Anaconda's guest accommodations and rose in themorning tasting sulfur dioxide. The smelter stack was rather short andthe wind sometimes blew the smoke into town. Underground in the

mine we saw what remained of the great Colorada pipe, vast openstopes like cathedrals, so wide that a cap light didn't illuminate the farwall. In the workings peripheral to the stopes there were batteries ofair -powered diamond drills boring blast holes, so noisy that it wasimpossible to talk even shouting into one's ear. In the geological officewe caught a glimpse of the meticulous way that the all- Mexican staff,headed by Ruben Velasco, recorded the mine geology using the classicAnaconda methods pioneered by Reno Sales at Butte.

Our return trip was via Nogales, where one half of our grouplearned that complete truthfulness with the Feds at the border wasnot always the best policy. That is Spence Titley's story, and I'll leave itfor him to relate.

SOCIAL LIFE (SUCH AS IT WAS)Away from the confines of the department, geology students andfaculty would congregate around two or three tables in the northwestcorner of the Student Union, not far from the coffee urns. For modernhistorical archaeologists, this would lie someplace back in the foodservice area of Fiddlee Fig. It would be fitting if a suitable marker,perhaps a Student Union ashtray or a 50s era steel beer can,appropriately inscribed, could be placed to commemorate the spotfor posterity, as many geological problems were argued and sometimesresolved on that hallowed ground.

Student Union coffee at that time was pretty bad (there wererumors that the janitorial mops soaked in the urns overnight) but itkept the nerves twitching enough to ensure wakefulness in class.

There wasn't much in the way of organized recreational activitywithin the department other than annual picnics, always well attended.Often, on the spur of the moment, a few individuals would head outafter late night study sessions to the Poco Loco on East Speedway forcheap draft beer and hot dogs or tamales, or downtown to Li'l Johnsfor great pizza and garlic bread.

There was a group, myself included, consisting of a core ofgeologists, a few degenerate anthropologists, and assorted campfollowers, which often gathered of a Friday evening to swill beer andsing folk songs. These tended toward the very raunchy as the eveningprogressed, about which no more will be said, to protect the guilty.The same renegades were also known to go caroling at Christmas, ledby Jack (Angus) Cunningham and his bagpipes.

CONCLUSIONHere's a toast (beverage of your choice) to all of the Geo- people at theUA, past and present, and especially to those who have passed on tothe Great Field Trip in the Sky. One fondly hopes that the weather isalways fine, there are no black flies, mosquitos, fleas, ticks, chiggers,plums, or borrachudos, and the cholla there all have rubber needles.It's been an eventful half century.

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Spring 1999 Degrees AwardedBACHELOR OF SCIENCE

Tiffni R. Bond Ethan J. Caldwell Kerry Rae CaruthersGabriel Cisneros James Alan Foulks Seth Steven Gering

Deborah Elaine Glogoff Aiko Kondo Matthew Scott Spurlin Michael Joseph Uchrin

MASTER OF SCIENCE and DOCTOR OF PHILOSOPHYSTEPHEN G.AHLGREN, MSThe nucleation andevolution of Riedelshear zones asdeformation bands inporous sandstone. 53p.George Davis.

NICHOLAS E. BADER,MSA palynological analysisof part of Death Valleycore DV93 -1: 166 -114KA. 106p. Owen Davis.

JENNIFER L. BECKER,MSTime -space variations inMesozoic and Cenozoicmeteoric waters,southwestern NorthAmerica. 53p. MarkBarton.

JOSEF CHMIELOWSKI,MSThe central AndeanAltiplano -Puna magmabody. 36p. GeorgeZandt.

NATHAN BROOKS -ENGLISH, MSGeologic control of Srand major elementchemistry in Himalayanrivers, Nepal. 26p. JayQuade.

VICTOR ESPINOSA PEREA, MS(not pictured)Magmatic evolution and geochemistry ofthe Piedras Verdes deposit, Sonora, Mexico.114p. Joaquin Ruiz.

KRISTOPHER E. KERRY,MSAn exploratory survey ofthe experimentaldetermination of theactivity of jadeitecomponent in binary(jadeite -hedenbergite)pyroxene: implicationsfor geothermo-barometry of eclogites.59p. Jibamitra Ganguly.

JULIE LIBARKIN, PHDGeophysical applicationsin compressionalorogens. 116p. RobertButler.

DANIELLE D.MONTAGUE -JUDD, PHDPaleo- upwelling and thedistribution of Mesozoicmarine reptiles. 456p.Judith Parrish.

THOMAS L. MOORE,JR., PHDPaleoclimate studies forcontroversial continentalpaleogeographies: theapplication of sphericalgeodesic grids andclimate models toGondwana's Devonianapparent polar wanderpath. 873p. JudithParrish.

YUN MOU, PHDBiochronology andmagnetostratigraphy ofthe Pliocene PanacaFormation, southeastNevada. 351 p. EverettLindsay.

CARLIE A. RODRIGUEZ,MSThe Silence of the Clams:effects of upstreamdiversion of ColoradoRiver water on theestuarine bivalve molluscMulinia coloradoensis.31p. Karl Flessa.

JENNIFER SWENSON,PHDBroadband regionalwaveform modeling toinvestigate crustalstructure and tectonics ofthe central Andes. 168p.Susan Beck.

MICHAELA N. YOUNG -MITCHELL, PHDGeochemistry of lowerPaleozoic host rocks forsediment- hosted golddeposits, western U.S.A.124p. Spencer Titley.

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