JOIE JONES
Hello everyone, Joie Jones here. I have been
fascinated by everyone's stories of what they have done over the past 50
years. Now it is time for me to tell my story.
During the summer of 1959 Morris Weller and I went
on a wonderful road trip to Maine for a science camp at the University
of Maine. Morris has related some of this story already and I hope to
add to it in a few days. This really is a story all of its own.
In the Fall of 1959 I set out for the University
of Texas in Austin. Robert Hunter was my roommate. Bill Coltharp and
Charles Scarborough were our suite mates. I'm not sure how the dorm ever
survived our presence. I graduated from UT in 1963 with a BS in Physics
and stayed on to do an MS in Applied Math, which I received in 1965.
While at UT, I worked each summer at the Jet
Propulsion Laboratory in Pasadena, California helping to develop the
instrument package that years later would land on Mars. Driving between
Texas and California each summer I always took a few extra weeks to
explore the intervening countryside. This let to a fascination with the
American Southwest, which still continues to this day.
During my senior year at UT I met Becky Becknell
from Idalou, Texas (just outside of Lubbock). She became and has been
the love of my life as well as my very best friend. We were married in
June 1965 following both of our graduations from UT and have just
celebrated our 44th wedding anniversary. That first summer we spent in
California where I continued my work at JPL. In the Fall we drove cross
country to Brown University in Providence, Rhode Island where we were
both graduate students, Becky in English and me in physics. Becky
received her MA in English from Brown and began teaching at Rhode Island
Junior College. I received my Ph.D. in physics from Brown in 1970.
In the summer of 1970 we moved to Boston where my
first job was with the consulting firm Bolt Beranek and Newman (BBN).
Becky continued her teaching position in Rhode Island commuting via
train. I worked on a number of interesting projects at BBN including an
analysis of the Watergate tapes (yes, there was a gap on one of the
tapes indicating that it had been erased 13 times). While at BBN I began
my work in medical ultrasonics, a field in which I would continue to
make contributions for all of my career. During this period I had an
adjunct position at Harvard where I taught mathematics to undergraduates
and medical physics to medical students.
In 1975 Becky and I moved to Cleveland, Ohio where
I accepted a position as Director of the Medical Ultrasound Research
Lab at Case Western University. Becky continued teaching but now at Kent
State University. We actually lived in Chagrin Falls, a lovely town
outside of Cleveland.
In 1977 I was offered a position as Professor of
Radiological Sciences at the University of California Irvine so we
returned to the West coast where we have remained. We built a California
redwood house with a view of the ocean in Laguna Beach and moved in on
the fourth of July week-end of 1977. We are still here and are unlikely
to move anywhere else.
In California Becky initially found a number of
interesting teaching positions at local junior colleges then decided to
move on to writing full time, both fiction and non- fiction. She also
found an interest in local politics, serving for a decade as a Planning
Commissioner for the city of Laguna Beach. In recent years she has
worked behind the scenes running the campaigns for a number of
candidates.
Cooking has always been a pleasure that Becky and I
have enjoyed together. For years we wrote a column 'Of Food and Wine'
that appeared in a number of newspapers. Becky did the food part,
developing new recipes or modifying old ones while I tried to find wine
matches for her food and menus. Today we still write the occasional food
and wine article but mostly we just enjoy the outputs of our labor.
As a scientist I have always been interested in
science and public policy. With this interest and a set of fortuitous
circumstances, I was appointed by President Carter to the Presidential
Science and Technology Advisory Committee. We met monthly at the White
House during President Carter's term of office. This was an exciting and
heady time for me as a young scientist.
Three years ago UN Secretary General Ban Ky-moon
appointed me to a Special Committee for New Technologies and the
Environment, a committee of 20 members world-wide with 10 scientists and
10 public figures. Only three members are from the United States: Jerry
Brown, Al Gore, and myself. We have been directed to seek out new
technologies that could potentially reverse the effects of global
warming. This too has been an exciting and rewarding undertaking.
Recently I served as a consultant to the Obama
election committee and transition team, preparing position papers on
various science and technology issues. I am currently serving as an
advisor to the Obama administration in the areas of energy and health
care. Once again we are becoming bi-coastal.
My interest in science probably began with the
rocket experiments in high school. Over time this interest broaden into
many other areas. Following graduate school I became interested in
medical applications of ultrasound, which led, in turn, to an interest
in medical imaging, a field I have worked in for most of my career.
About 15 years ago I become interested in the relationships between
Eastern and Western medicine and in the critical evaluation of both
diagnostic and therapeutic medicine modalities, particularly in the
areas of complementary and alternative medicine and subtle energy
medicine. My studies of acupuncture using contemporary medical imaging
and of Pranic Healing using conventional laboratory methods are
providing a scientific understanding and basis for these ancient healing
methods.
Over the years I have written four books, over 400
technical papers, and some 50 patents. None of the books were very
popular I'm afraid although a graduate level text on medical imaging,
which I wrote a decade ago, has sold over 40,000 copies. It has been
satisfying to see text books I have written widely used at universities
around the world.
Becky and I love to travel and through my work we
have had many wonderful travel opportunities. For many years I have had
colleagues in London, Paris, Copenhagen, Moscow, Tokyo, Beijing, and
Sydney that I work with regularly. We have enjoyed a number of extended
visits to London where I worked with a colleague at King's College and
spent 1996-1997 in Paris where I was at the University of Paris. On
these excursions Becky was able to attend Le Cordon Bleu Cooking School
(just like Julia Child). I enjoyed all of her homework assignments and
take home exams!
Becky and I both decided long ago that we would
make better aunts and uncles than parents. Fortunately, we still have
lots of nieces and nephews in Texas. Over the years I have had many
graduate students that have now become part of our extended family.
Watching them grow and develop and become successful has been most
rewarding.
Becky and I are looking forward to being with all
of you in Abilene in October. Reading these e-mail exchanges and
flipping through my copy of the 1959 Flashlight has brought back many
wonderful memories. It is hard to believe that it has been 50 years
since we were all together at AHS. In many ways it seems as if it was
only yesterday.
All the best, Joie Jones
On musings about the rocket shoots by AHS students:
Hello everyone, Joie Jones here. Robert Hunter
recalled his experiences with rockets at AHS. This brought up a lot of
fond memories for me, which I would like to share.
There were several of us that somehow
simultaneously got involved in designing, building, and even firing
rockets (much to the dismay of the local air force base). The
participants included, if I remember correctly, Robert Hunter, Gerald
Satterwhite, James South, Terry Chapman, Bill Coltharp, Arthur Hanna,
Jimmy Nail, and myself. I believe Morris Weller also joined in
occasionally, although he was more interested in biology than physics. I
think that it was Robert's father who suggested that we put together a
formal organization and had his attorney draw up the documents. I
believe that our organization was termed 'The Abilene Rocket Society.'
In any case, we had a set of by- laws, which were all typed-out
beautifully on legal paper in a sky-blue folder, which we all signed.
This was the first legal document I had ever seen, much less signed, so I
was greatly impressed. I don't know if we ever followed the by-laws or
if we even ever read them, but each of us had a copy, which we carried
around so we could refer to them if it was ever necessary.
Our group built and fired rockets individually and
collectively. We all had much fun, even when our experiments failed and
everything blew-up. Actually, we probably had more fun when we created
rather large explosions! Our first year at AHS, we built and fired a
number of relatively small rockets. They all used a mixture of zinc dust
and sulfur as the propellant, which was packed into the rocket body, a
steel tube. The mixture was highly explosive and a single spark would
have created a huge explosion. We indeed must have had angels watching
over us; otherwise we would have never made it out of AHS alive.
That first year Robert Hunter put together a
rather large rocket which all of us helped assemble and fire. We had a
spectacular launch and a great celebration. Robert must still have some
photographs of this event, which would have made NASA proud. Robert has
described this rocket in his recollections. It turned out that this
rocket proved to be a very sophisticated method of doing in a frog, as
Robert tells the sad tale of unintended consequences. In any case,
Robert was the winner of the local Science Fair that year and went on to
represent us at the 1957 National Science Fair.
In my junior year at AHS, I continued to build and
fire rockets with my friends but I also decided to build a rocket
static-tester. This was a large block of cement in which was imbedded a
series of steel rods that could hold the rocket that was undergoing
test. Attaching a series of calibrated springs to the rocket should
unable us, in theory, to measure the force the rocket produced when
fired. I built the static-tester in my back yard at home. It was no mean
task to move this 500 pound block of cement from home to our rocket
test site outside the city limits of Abilene. In our very first
experiment, a relatively small rocket was secured to the static-tester
and then fired. The results were rather spectacular. The rocket blew-up
when ignited, lifting the 500 pound static-tester about two feet off the
ground and causing the cement block to rotate and tumble across the
terrain like a tumble weed from hell. We all ran for our dear lives.
When the dust settled, my beautiful rocket static-tester was a jumbled
wreck of broken cement and twisted steel beams. Nothing to do but start
over from scratch.
My next static-tester, which I hoped was of
improved design, did work with a very small rocket and over a period of
several months I was able to correlate the change in force produced by a
rocket with the change in the propellant mixture. That year I won the
local science fair and went on to represent us at the 1958 National
Science Fair in Flint, Michigan. Since rockets were becoming very
popular at this point in time, I was, lucky enough to win Fourth Place,
Physical Sciences at the National Fair. I believe that Morris Weller
also went with me that year to the National Fair, having been the local
winner in Biological Sciences. Our faculty chaperones that year were
Miss. Johnson and Miss. Griffin. It was a great experience getting to
know these wonderful teachers outside the classroom.
In my senior year at AHS I decided to build a
rather large rocket that would carry an electronics payload in its
nosecone. The payload was a Heath Kit Ham Radio transmitter attached to a
Geiger tube which was supposed to measure changes in radiation levels
as the rocket ascended. The rocket propellant was a step-up from our
original zinc dust and sulfur blend to a plastic like material whose
various components had to be mixed under heat. I made the propellant in
several small batches, which I cooked on my mother's stove. Once again
angels must have been watching over us because these conditions of
construction really should have yielded a large explosion. The rocket
was finally assembled and we were all gathered at our rocket test site
for what we thought would be a spectacular show. The ignition button was
pushed and the rocket slowly reached an altitude of about 12 feet from
which it tumbled backed to earth where it sputtered and gasped for
several minutes before it died. Fortunately, the payload remained intact
and could be used again. However, for the rocket itself, I had to start
all over again.
A new rocket was prepared and we all gathered for
test firing number two. The ignition switch was pushed and nothing
happened for what seemed like an eternity but in fact was a period of
only a few seconds. Then a great explosion occurred generating a large
fire- ball which scattered the remains of the rocket over a radius of a
few hundred feet. We all once again dove for cover and some how,
miraculously, no one was hurt. Now I really did have to start all over,
but after some time a third rocket (hopefully much improved) was ready
for testing. This time everything worked, including the radio
transmitter. This project, together with a biological sciences project
designed by Morris Weller, won at the local science fair level and we
were able to represent West Texas at the 1959 National Science Fair in
Hartford, Connecticut. Once again, rockets were a very popular item at
the Science Fair and I was lucky to win First Place, Physical Sciences.
As an encouragement to science education, all of
the armed services gave a number of awards. I was fortunate to receive
several of these, which proved to be a great deal of fun. The US Navy
took about 20 participants in the Science Fair by bus from Hartford to
the submarine base in southern Connecticut where we boarded the USS
Nautilus, the first nuclear submarine. We submerged and got a chance to
see New York City through a periscope. I thought this was all great fun
but suspect the sailors onboard did not know what to do with this
invasion of 20 high school nerds asking all sorts of questions.
The US Army gave two of us a trip to California
where we visited the Jet Propulsion Laboratory, which was then operated
by the Army. The other student that went with me was from New York. We
instantly became friends and have remained close for the past 50 years. I
also made wonderful contacts at JPL and worked summers there while I
was an undergraduate at University of Texas. Since the Army was a
consultant to Hollywood for war movies, they took us out to the set
where 'Pork Chop Hill' with Gregory Peck was being filmed. Mr. Peck was
uncommonly gracious to us and spent more time then I am sure he had
explaining how movies are made. On this same trip the Army arranged a
visit to Disneyland for us and even a meeting with Walt Disney. Mr.
Disney was scheduled to spend about 20 minutes with us, which turned
into a four-hour tour of the park with him explaining how all the
wonderful mechanical devices worked. I don't know that I have ever had a
more wonderful and magical time then these few hours I was privileged
to share with Walt Disney.
Finally, the US Air Force arranged for several of
us to set up our science fair exhibits at an airpower show in Florida.
For me, the highlight of the trip was an awards luncheon in which Werner
von Braun presented me with an Omega watch, the watch I still wear
everyday.
During my senior year I also received
correspondence from a number of students at other schools that were
building rockets. One of these was from Homer Hickam who was doing
rocket experiments in West Virginia. He won First Place at the 1960
National Science Fair, became an engineer, and worked for NASA for many
years. We, too, have remained friends over the years although we have
never met in person. His wonderful book about his experiences with
amateur rockets, 'Rocket Boys' was published in 1998 and made into the
movie 'October Sky.'
Participating in the National Science Fair led to
an invitation to appear on the TV Quiz Show 'To Tell The Truth' just
prior to graduation (will the real Joie Jones stand up). This enabled me
to play hooky from AHS for a few days in New York City.
Playing with rockets at AHS was good to me and a
lot of fun. It also has provided wonderful memories of working with
friends to last for several lifetimes. All the best, Joie.
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