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THE UNIVERSITY OF ARIZONA® Letter from the Chair
Fall 1999
with fieldwork being carried out throughout
Volume 5, Number 1
evaluate water management and quality
the Americas, the Himalayas, Africa, Antartica,
issues. Geoscientists will work with the mining
Greenland, and the Caribbean and South
industry in exploiting the ore with as little
disturbance to the fragile environment as
The Department of Geosciences
Letter from the Chair
Joaquin Ruiz
Pacific Islands.
As these stories attest, our Department
issue of Geosciences is the last of the
millennium, which
has had a long tradition of excellence and has
possible. Globally, interactions between the
hydrosphere, atmosphere, biosphere, and
gives us the
opportunity to reflect on the history of the
Department -to look back over our journey
steadily grown to become one of the largest
and well- respected programs in the nation.
We continue to evolve through our students
tectonics will dominate our attention. The
of the last half century. We asked our alumni
and our faculty. This year, two esteemed
changes in the meteorological conditions
of the 40s and 50s to tell us what the
colleagues have retired -Vance Haynes and
Austin Long. Four new faculty join us -Julia
Cole, Mihai Ducea, Jonathan Overpeck and
Jon Pelletier. Our first Geosciences of the new
millennium will focus on these new colleagues
and their research.
produced by warming of our planet. Many of
Department was like during their tenure and
to relay some of their experiences at The
University of Arizona. The response to our
request was extraordinary and I'm pleased to
pass their stories on to you. You'll smile as you
read through them -either from a sense of
familiarity or from amazement.
Obviously, some aspects of the
Department and the University have changed
since the 40s and 50s. We now have air
conditioning (thankfully); we do not keep
As we review our past, we also
contemplate our future. The Earth Sciences
have been central to our understanding of
who we are through the studies of the
evolution of our planet and its biota. We
should be proud that members of our
however, keep the same traditions of care for
Department have been involved in some of
the key studies in the geosciences. In the
future, the Earth Sciences will continue its
quest to better understand the evolution of
our planet, including issues sensitive to our
the education of our students and for
standard of living. Flood, seismic and volcanic
engaging in high quality science. Our field
hazard evaluation will become even more
important as population centers become
cases of dynamite in our dorms or shoot pistols
in the football stadium (I think); and we need
not go as far as Gallup, New Mexico to have
a good time (generally speaking). We do,
trips can be as outrageous as those described
by our alumni but our stories now are global-
challenge will be to understand climate
changes, what causes them, and the overall
the scientific issues that geoscientists will have
to address in the future will have profound
policy implications. The complexity of these
issues will require a great breadth and depth
of knowledge. The scientific challenges of the
new millenium promise to be exciting and we
will continue to lead in the research of these
problems and in the education of future
In these pages, however, we take the time
to salute and honor our past and rejoice with
alked onto this
the memories of th. - 'y
campus half a cen ry ago to e ' bark on their
own journeys.
larger and more widespread. Geoscientists will
To all of the Geo- people at the UA,
past and present, and especially to those who
have 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 cholla
there all have rubber needles. It's been an
eventful half century.
to çourtesy Of William Price)
-Dick Jones, BS '56, MS '57
UA Geosciences
Fall 1999
Department of Geosciences
Steven R. May, EXXON
Steven R. Bohlen, USGS
Regina M. Capuano, Univ. of Houston
The Department of Geosciences expresses its gratitude to alumni and friends
who continue their support through their generous contributions.
Robert H. Weber
Kerry F. Inman, Consultant
Charles F. Kluth, Chevron
Robert W. Krantz, ARCO
David J. Lofquist, EXXON
J. David Lowell, Consultant
Stephen J. Naruk, Shell
David K. Rea, Univ. of Michigan
David Stephenson, SSPA, Inc.
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Laurence L. Sloss Award
1999 Alumni Achievement Award,
Middlebury College
for Sedimentary Geology
Geological Society of America
Fellow, American Association for the
Advancement of Science
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Around the
Carlie Rodriguez
Named First
UA Sloan Scholar
environments and protecting endangered
Originally I am from Ann Arbor, MI. I am
of mixed heritage; my father is Colombian and
my mother is anglo. As an undergraduate
majored in Geology and Anthropology at
Eastern Michigan Univ. Prior to graduate
had some great field -related
experiences. I participated in an archaeological
dig in New Mexico, worked as an intern at a
national park in Colorado, and traveled and
studied in Colombia.
My background and travel experiences
in other countries have given me new insight
into conservation biology issues. It is important
for scientists from neighboring countries to
collaborate and work together toward ecological
restoration. I plan to use my background and
research experiences to work with scientists in
other countries to aid in restoration ecology in
other areas around the world.
J. David Lowell (center) is awarded the Doctor
Honoris Causa degree in ceremonies at the
Universidad Nacional Mayor de San Marcos.
Summer Geology
Course for Middle
School Students
impressive number of recent honors. For his
leadership and participation in multiple world
class mineral discoveries and their
development, in particular Kalamazoo, Casa
This past summer a group of 7th and 8th
grade minority and disadvantaged
Carlie Rodriguez has been chosen as the first
UA Sloan Scholar. This graduate fellowship is
made available through a grant from the Alfred P
Sloan Foundation, an organization committed to
ensuring the retention and graduation of minority
PhD students in math, engineering and science.
students from schools in Tucson investigated
a method to predict earthquakes, discovered
completed my MS thesis, examining the
recent decline in a clam population in the
Colorado River Delta using fossil faunal
distribution and biogeochemical techniques.
Results from this study suggest that the decline
Dave will be awarded the 1999 Robert Earll
McConnell Award by the American Institute
of Mining and Metallurgical Engineers' this
spring. He is also the recipient of the Robert
M. Dreyer Award. This award is presented by
the Society of Mining Engineers (SME) to
geologist in the field of commercial
dinosaur based on fossil tracks, and
exploration for, and development of, mineral
deposits anywhere in the world. Dave is the
determined the size of an asteroid based on
an impact crater. These are just a few of the
challenges they faced in a two -week workshop
Preparation for EXcellence) program and the
Department of Geosciences.
The APEX program provides middle and
high school students with a hands -on learning
experience in the geosciences. Students in
APEX participate in a APEX science club during
the school year and then attend summer camp
estuary in the Colorado Delta due to extensive
participate in are a product of the research
conducted by faculty in the department.
The program is
supervised by Michelle
Hall -Wallace and was
experiments. Many of the activities they
first recipient of this prestigious award
(planned to become the premier mineral
exploration award of the world) which will
be presented at the 2000 SME Annual
Meeting in Salt Lake City. At the same meeting
his bound oral history biography will be
presented by the Bancroft Library, Western
Mining History Center of the Univ. of
California, Berkeley. Other honors include
being awarded the Doctor Honoris Causa
degree in a ceremony at the Universidad
Nacional Mayor de San Marcos in Lima, Peru
and his induction into the National Academy
of Engineering in Washington, DC.
taught by graduate
Hallman. This is a popular
for our
graduate students who
questions of human impact on marine biotas.
Paleoecological studies can often overcome
problems of insufficient long -term data and
temporal variability that ecologists frequently
encounter when attempting to evaluate longterm ecological change.
students. PhD student Jeff
volunteered to teach next
I would like to use paleoecological techniques
The Summer '99 APEX/
to aid conservation biologists in restoring
Geosciences class.
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Grande West, La Escondida, and Pierina Mines,
recognize an outstanding applied economic
at the UA, where they get involved in different
paleoecological techniques to address
Advisory Board, is the recipient of an
earthquakes, learned to correlate the size of a
in the population of this clam may be due to
the cessation of Colorado River water to the
damming and diversion.
My master's research helped me to define
where my interests in paleontology lie. I am
principally interested in marine invertebrate
ecology, paleoecology, marine conservation
biology, and in combining these three areas.
This fall I began the PhD program here,
working again with Dr. Flessa. I plan to use
j. David Lowell, a member of our Geosciences
ways to design buildings to withstand
sponsored by the UA APEX (Academic
came to the UA as a MS student in 1997,
working with Dr. Karl Ressa. Last semester I
J. David Lowell
enjoy teaching younger
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It must have been a shock for both fellow students and professors
when I showed up for class, but everyone was polite although reserved.
The students were not used to having a "girl" sitting next to them
and 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 never
harassed. 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 my
first semester when Pearl Harbor occurred. Like anyone of my
generation I remember vividly what I was doing that day. It was a
The gang with Ignatz or the "Green Hornet" (Dottie is leaning on the
windshield). Dottie graduated in '43 in a class of 263.
rizona was something in a Zane Grey novel for me until the summer
of '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 graduated
from high school, with no
idea in what direction life
would lead. That trip to
the Southwest did it,
made up my mind for
me -1 wanted to go to
Sunday and I had gone hiking with two friends, both named Don, in
the Santa Rita Mountains. We had gone to the top of Mt. Wrightson
and I didn't get back to the dorm until about 5 pm. It was a shock to
learn that we were at war. It did change things, as people started
enlisting and leaving school as the "war effort" got underway. Classes
went on, of course, but things were somehow different. That following
summer I worked for a while for M M Sundt, a construction company
that was rapidly building Japanese Relocation Centers at Sacaton and
other Arizona locations. I learned how to "take off" plans and calculate
board feet of lumber -a skill that I have not used since -but I earned
enough money to purchase a model A roadster and promptly named
it 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 in
Geology. Since I had already taken Freshman Geology elsewhere, I
could go directly to classes of my choice except for a few required
courses outside my major. really loved all of my geology classes,
especially those in paleontology and
mineralogy. I remember field trips with Dr.
Stoyanow and how excited he got when
we found ammonites; mineralogy from Dr.
Galbraith who had said to someone that
the UA and study geology.
he would soon have me out of his class
but in the end said I was one of his best
Two California college
students; mineralogy lab where streak and
years were to pass before
cleavage had different meanings than
finally convinced my
today's connotations; Saturday field
parents that I was serious.
You see, in those days the
career options for women
geology class for three of us; a field trip to
were secretarial work,
being told by one of
teaching or nursing.
my classmates not to
Having an understanding
father allowed me to at
last leave the nest and
venture to the unknown
frontier, as my mother
was convinced Arizona
must be. Frontier no, but
certainly different from
(Above) Dor, Dot, Reggie, Bob and
Walt in front of the Lincoln at Lake
Mead, 1939. (Right) "My hiking
buddies. Where are they now ?"
Don McDonald, Dotty, and Don
Gerhart seated in front of
the life left behind.
Maricopa Hall, fall 1941.
Reading the excerpt
from the autobiography of John Anthony in the last issue of
Geosciences, I related much to his experiences of stepping off the train
in Tucson in the lingering desert summer. Having come from the San
go into a mine shaft
because it was bad
luck for a woman to
go underground;
physical geology
classes from B. S.
Butler and going to
his home for
dead of night so that the "glaring white cement platform ", as he
mineralogy and petrography from M. N. Short, from whom I borrowed
a book and still have; a night field class to "shoot Polaris" and when
describing it being asked by some Smart Alec if I got my limit; and on
and on.
Those were wonderful days with small, small classes in the old
described the Tucson train station, had had some time to cool down.
recall the first date I went on was to go dancing at the Pioneer Roof
and being totally overdressed. Afterwards a kind dorm -mate explained
about more appropriate casual attire and I took to it immediately. No
Geology Building with the mineral displays on the first floor that I
always had to stop and admire. What a long way geology at the UA
has come since my time there, but what a wonderful education I
received in many ways... .
Francisco Bay area I had a wardrobe equally inappropriate to the climate
and lifestyle as the image he presented. I did, however, arrive in the
more hose or gloves!
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When I was about to graduate from Bloomfield High School in
New Jersey at the age of 18, my parents decided that because
of my frail health I should continue my education in a warm, sunny
climate. The UA seemed a good choice. They knew a couple who had
sent their son there, so one evening my father and I went to their
home to view movies they had taken of the campus and to learn what
student life there was like. Evidently it was most enjoyable, but not
conducive to studying. My father was a high school chemistry teacher
and 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 lay
down 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 Chicago
railroad bridge, I caught my first glimpse of the Great Lakes. Detraining
at Chicago, I took a taxi to another station where I was to board a
Pullman for the second and final leg of my journey. While waiting, I
stared at several huge paintings high on the wall above the doors to
the tracks. One was titled "Valley of the Sun" and showed an impressive
stand of tall saguaros with long shadows in the late afternoon sun. I
was moved. So this is what Arizona looked like!
After a good night's sleep in the Pullman car, I awoke to the third
day of my journey, a not very interesting one, as I watched the endless,
drab, brown plains of Kansas pass my window in
the club car under a cloudy, gray winter sky.
slept well that night, but was jolted awake as the
train stopped to take on an additional 18 cars.
The fourth and last day of my journey
dawned bright and clear; we were in New Mexico.
What a transformation! The train sped through a
desert dotted with tiny shrubs, all bathed in
sunlight, and on the horizon high, blue
mountains, their summits gleaming with fresh fallen snow. The conductor opened the half doors
between the cars and we all crowded onto the
jolting, swaying platform to take in the fresh,
warm air rushing past.
Night came, but I stayed awake because
I knew that we had entered Arizona and in a few
hours would reach Tucson. It was midnight when
the train stopped at the station, and as I entered
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 the
evening. He understood students.
Soon a blue catalogue arrived in the mail, the University of Arizona
Record. What intrigued me most was the range of mountains marching
across the front, spine, and back of the booklet. After all, I had never
been farther west than Philadelphia. Was this what the West looked
like, and did this presage an interest in geology?
On January 22, 1943, I said good -bye to my teachers at the high
school. At that time, formal graduations were held in mid year as well
as spring, but there was no time for me to attend; I had to be at the
UA in time for registration. My father, my mother, my brother and I
drove to Elizabeth, New Jersey for me to catch the 6:49 pm train to
Chicago, the first leg in my journey to Arizona.
It was dark, cold, and windy as we stood on the concrete platform
of the train station and watched the gleaming white snowflakes swirl
about under the dim station lights. Wearing a heavy, dark -gray overcoat
inherited from my grandfather, I shivered a little. In those days heaviness
was thought to be synonymous with warmth. Down the tracks
appeared the bright eye of the steam locomotive, which hissed and
screeched to a stop at the far end of the platform. I boarded the train
and waved good -bye to my family through the darkened window as
the train moved off in heavy "chuffs." My father, a thrifty man, had
booked me on a coach because he reasoned I would not sleep on my
first night out. As I sat on the hard yellow straw seat with the curved
handles on the aisle side, I mused on the night ahead of me and
wondered how I would recognize the young student, an acquaintance
of my father's friends, who was to greet me at the Tucson station
when I arrived. Soon the initial excitement of the journey wore off
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I looked around for my young contact. No one
was there. requested a page. No results.
explained my predicament to the station master.
He replied sympathetically, "Well, pass near the University on my
way home and I could drop you off there." I took him up on his offer
and after a short ride we arrived at the University, where we spied a
brightly 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 steps
and entered the foyer.
I was greeted by students yelling and shouting and racing up
and down the halls. One stopped abruptly when he saw me standing
bewildered, and commented, "That certainly is a heavy overcoat you
are wearing there!" I explained that I had just arrived in Tucson, was
planning to register as a student, and needed a place to spend the
night. After consulting with another student he said, "We don't have
any spare beds, but one of the fellows is sick in the infirmary and you
can have his." Beggars cannot be choosers, so, hoping that the bed
owner did not have anything contagious, I accepted his offer.
Slipping between the well -used sheets, I slept soundly until I was
awakened in the morning by the heavy tramping of soldiers' feet
outside beneath the open, screened window of my sleeping porch. It
was chilly in the porch, so I dressed hastily and hurried outside. There
stood, in this glorious sunshine! I could not linger -this was
registration day and tomorrow classes began. But there must be
enough time for me to see those fascinating mountains that I had
seen 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 be
done -I needed to register. So I turned around and entered the
University that was to be the center of my life for the next five years.
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Mines for several decades; he was the expert on Arizona geology and
mining districts. Eldred was an 'Adjunct Professor' in the many ways
he assisted and counseled graduate students, and an informal geologic
confident. Eldred, B. S. Butler, and Maxwell Short were an exceptional
trio on one faculty -with their strong background and knowledge of
mineral deposits /mining throughout the southwestern and Rocky
Mountain regions.
Prof. Butler, department head, held his traditional graduate- senior
seminar once a week. Mrs. Butler would drive on campus at 4 pm
with a picnic basket holding a hot pot of tea and assorted cookies,
stop opposite Prof. Butler's second floor office and honk the horn. A
student would quickly go down and return the basket to the seminar
gathering. Any attendee of the seminar could volunteer a brief
discussion on a new 'discovery' or knowledge re Arizona -Southwestern
George Kiersch, behind open car door, at Tornado Peak, 1952 GSA
Cordilleran meeting trip. John Harshbarger stands under the tree. (photo
by 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 UA
accepted me for fall entrance. Driving from California to Tucson in
August, I still recall the feeling as drove through Phoenix and listened
to the V -Day signing of the peace accord on the Battleship Missouri -how
lucky for me to have been involved with the jungle campaign but now to
be 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 Tucson
on the train in early September and we were re- settled for the next
two academic years. (Actually, this was our second time living in Tucson.
I had been transferred to Davis -Monthan in August '43 where we
enjoyed three adventure -filled months living at the Lodge on the
Desert. The troop train pulled out the day after Christmas for travel
oversees 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 postwar
graduate in Geology and the first veteran to complete PhD studies in
May '47. Graduate students in Geology in fall '45 were Joe Snow, Jack
Feth, Bill Loring, and myself. Undergraduate Geology students included
John Anthony, Peter Mosier, and Sally Menshaw. By 1946 the number
of graduate students increased to about 8 -10, including John
Harshbarger, James Kelley, and David Moore.
The faculty consisted of five or six well -known and experienced
geologists: B. S. Butler, Maxwell N. Short, Alexander Stoyanow, Edwin
D. McKee, and Frederick Galbraith. This faculty was widely known
and highly respected, directing and training a small -sized program
with emphasis on Economic /Mining Geology, Paleontology/
Stratigraphy, Mineralogy, Petrology /Micro- Identification, and Physical Historical Processes.
Graduate students were expected to select a field problem for
their MS and PhD programs. This frequently consisted of mapping a
quadrangle with the potential for outlining a mineral resource, or an
old mining area or district that included underground workings, or a
stratigraphic or structure -filled area with economic potential.
Eldred Wilson was the senior geologist for the Arizona Bureau of
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Geology, while we gained 'strength' from the hot tea and cookies!
I joined the faculty in 1951. During 1952, E. D. McKee, an expert
on northern Arizona geology, was responsible for arranging a UACollege of Mines research contract to perform a 'Mineral Resources
Survey of Navajo -Hopi Indian Reservations Arizona and Utah'. The
contract was the first (or very early) research contract for UA of this
type. The four publication volumes on resources of Navajo -Hopi lands
were 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 some
travel and other costs paid out of contract funds; they could enlarge
on the Survey studies and use selected investigations for MS and PhD
theses. Donald Sayner joined the Survey staff in fall '52 and was responsible
for all the project graphics; his unique and very informative three
dimensional drawings of the subsurface geology are well- known. Some of
the graduate students who served in the Survey included Wesley Peirce,
Robert Wilson, Rudy Strand, John Anthony, and Paul Howell.
Although advanced and given tenure,
resigned in '55 and
eventually accepted a tenured professorship at Cornell Univ., where I
am now Professor Emeritus.
certainly nothing
profound in my years in Geology at the
UA. However, I did enjoy every moment.
No doubt because the classes were led by
so many superb professors -Dr. McKee, Dr.
Short, Dr. Butler, A. A. Stoyanow, Don Bryant,
and John Feth. Don Bryant was actually a
classmate and I often ran into John Feth in
later years at MPG and GSA meetings.
I could still find my way blindfolded
to the Mining Engineering building where
all classes were then held. And I still
remember sitting on metal lab stools for hours on end -with no air
conditioning- drawing all manner of trilobites. And I particularly
remember Fred Sargent and Ben Hill doing some sort of experiment
in a mineralogy lab that blew up, creating tracer scorch marks all over
me and my clothing! That was an exciting afternoon.
I have spent the last forty years on the sidelines but still enjoy
reading of explorations and discoveries, whether they were in the
petroleum or mining world. I have also enjoyed very much reading
the Geosciences Newsletter. It sounds like even now -as it was then the Geoscience group is a nurturing, happy family.
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As a youth in WWII, he had manned an anti -aircraft gun in Berlin. I had
been in the Navy so we hadn't met professionally during that unfortunate
conflict. Klaus' thesis area was in the alluvial fill north of Tucson along the
south side of the Santa Catalina Range where the Survey, again, had
discovered an older alluvial unit in the "Quaternary Alluvium ".
Klaus did not know how to drive when he arrived in Tucson but he
soon found that most graduate students had cars and that no buses ran
on the alluvial fill. He bought a 1936 Chevy two -door sedan, also for
about $75. It had a hydraulic independent front -end suspension that Chevy
used for a year or two in the mid -thirties. When that suspension was not in
first -class condition -which it rarely was - driving those beasts was difficult,
if not downright dangerous. Klaus' car was in terrible shape and, with his
lack of driving experience, a trip with him was an adventure.
Klaus came to our parties where we all enthusiastically talked
geology. But he and I soon were talking cars -of which he knew
absolutely nothing. I became Klaus' mechanic as well as my own.
(Above) Klaus Voelger ready to
drag the '31 Chevy, aka
"Trilobite"; off the Mineta Ridge.
(Left) Trilobite in his native
element, the Mineta Ridge area.
During my graduate work at UA in 1951 and 1952 I was married
with two kids. We rented a house just off Congress St. on the
west side of town across the Santa
Cruz River. We had the only house
Naturally, we compared notes on our field work as we got underway
and we visited each other's areas. Klaus soon came to prefer riding
with me rather than vice -versa. I had more driving experience and
Trilobite went where I pointed him. Klaus soon mapped his unit and
he decided it was part of the Pantano beds described by C. F. Tolman
in 1912. It "looked" considerably younger than mine which had a
fossil in it and "looked Tertiary." Eventually I mapped my unit too and
John Lance, my thesis director, used the fossil, a baby rhino, to date it
as the first dated mid -Tertiary in southern Arizona. I named it the
Mineta formation.
Klaus and I spent plenty of time keeping our cars going to get us
where 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 every
trip and used at least two of them.
We pulled down and cold -patched
a bunch of tires.
Both Klaus and I were under the
among the geology graduate
students so we hosted most all the
parties at the BYOB level -and
there were a few.
My thesis area was on the west
side of the San Pedro River valley
gun to finish our class work and
theses and earn our MS degrees in
three semesters. He was living from
along the boundary between the
alluvium and the older rocks about
40 miles east of Tucson. The San
hand to mouth and I was running
Pedro River Valley east of the
alluvium from the adjoining
disaster came about mid spring
semester in 1952 as we wound
down our field work. I was alone,
mountains. USGS personnel had
recognized an unmetamorphosed
off the road, running a ridge in the
north end of my area. In a careless
older sedimentary unit of
continental origin between the
moment I let the Trilobite's front
axle tip a rock which turned big
end up, hit the engine, and came
through the floor boards with the
battery on top of it. It was only a
small dent in the pan, but when I
out of WWII GI -Bill time. The major
Tanque Verdes is largely filled with
alluvial fill and the metamorphic
rocks and my task was to map it.
The area had no road access other
than the two -track road to the Bar LY Ranch house. The rest of the area
(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 at
that time), Mrs. Don Bryant Sr., Charles Evensen, and Ruth Wayland.
Randall Chew sits on the floor in the center.
was reached by driving or walking
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 car
and wash runner. We picked up a 1931 Chevy coupe for $75. The
kids named it "Trilobite" and I was in business.
I am not a natural -born mechanic, but we were poor like most
graduate students. I had an Audel's Guide, a general book on car
repair with lots of pictures. With it in one hand and a reasonably good tool
box, 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.
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tried the starter, the engine
groaned and locked up.
I put on my two canteens, walked to the Redington Road and
towards Tucson in a drizzling rain. No cars came along that day and
walked 21 miles to the last gas station at the east end of Speedway
where I called my wife to pick me up with the Nash. The next day I
rented a pickup truck and Klaus and I recovered the Trilobite, running
over a huge barrel cactus and upending, but not damaging, the pickup
in the process.
The faithful old engine was a mess. The rock had dented the pan
right under the oil pump. The pump broke off, locked, and burred
the camshaft which broke the shear pin on the distributor gear. We
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dropped 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 time
and the job didn't come out quite right. The engine ran, but if I hit the
brakes too hard the
camshaft would slide
forward and strike the
I took on the assignment and John gave me several gunny sacks
of assorted parts. I first set up shop in the Graduate Laboratory on the
second floor, south side, of the old Engineering Building, which no
one seemed to be using. I had a five -gallon biscuit tin and an old hot
plate that could get boiling at a fairly good clip. The bones had to be
boiled for several hours so that the flesh literally fell off because John
wanted his bones squeaky clean.
cover with an awful
I soon got used to the smell and nothing bothered me, but the
same could not be said of my friends and neighbors. The project was
complicated by the fact that I was doing the field work for my thesis
and was gone for several days at a time. I couldn't always schedule my
boiling and cleaning routine to be at a break point when I left town. Once
I left my biscuit tin on "simmer" overnight but it boiled dry and I arrived in
the morning to the perfume of charred rotten flesh.
Then I left the biscuit tin full of water and fleshy bones sitting on
racket. On his first trip
out after his surgery old
Trilobite used all four
quarts of oil and arrived
back in Tucson with
nothing on the dip
stick. He left a trail of oil
from every gasket.
Somehow, the old
engine had lost its
Klaus Voelger, 1952.
heart. Trilobite made, I
the hot plate and went to the field for a week. Tucson is hot in the
summer and the Engineering building wasn't air -conditioned. The
odor permeated the whole south end and no one could find where it
originated until I unlocked the Graduate Student Lab door on my
think, only one more
return. My project and I were thrown out. No jury would have
trip before I declared field work finished -largely due to his disability.
Then I was picked up in town for excessive smoke a couple of weeks
before school was out. I ran the oil down and took Trilobite and his dry
convicted anyone who murdered me.
UA still had a few WW II- vintage Quonset buildings on the south
side of the campus, a reasonable distance from any other structures.
Half of one of these was assigned to the Geology Department as a
beginner's lab. I TA'd there, and had my key. Perhaps it was my idea
to move out there -I don't recall -but there my bones and I went. I
was content even though the blazing Arizona sun made the building
so hot that when I opened the door the heat almost knocked me
down. Folks on the street could still smell my skunk works and there
were a few complaints, which I referred to John. Occasionally a
hammering rods in to be inspected. The inspector dismissed the charge
with the comment, " -but I don't want to stand beside it."
I earned my MS and Trilobite's usefulness was over. No one would
buy him but I think Klaus sold his '36. We finally gave him to the
Catalina Methodist Church for a "needy graduate student ". I'm not
sure the church thought it was getting much, but they drove him
away and we left town for other adventures.
The Pantano beds were identified and extended. My Mineta
formation became "beds" and then returned to "formation" status
freshman would come by to see what had happened to the old
Geology lab and depart in fascinated horror.
after more work. Papers were read and published (Chew, 1952, 1962).
the meat and gristle were dug out of the bones and
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.
deposited in the garbage can outside -now that was a really rare
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 in
southeastern Arizona; Arizona Geological Society Digest, v5, p35 -44.
The At* Bone Conn
to the Leg
he year was 1951. I was a graduate student in Geology at UA
studying 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 pay
stopped during the summer months. John Lance, the vertebrate
paleontologist, was my thesis director and offered me an opportunity
to 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 to
me that the department had no osteology collection. With no funds
to buy one, he set out to do the best he could with the materials at
hand -road kills.
Several graduate students had brought in various parts of animals,
though John was picky and rejected any with broken limbs or crushed
skulls. He explained to me that one usually uses special beetles to do
the cleaning, but he had no funds for them either so he had to go to
second best again. The flesh must be totally boiled off and the bones
dried, shellaced, and labeled. The job was mine if I wanted it.
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scent after it laid there a week before being picked up! -I enjoyed sorting
and laying them out on the tables, playing with the articulation, and getting
them in order to be numbered. I even seriously considered looking into
vertebrate paleontology. John would come out and make sure all was in
order 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 to
go 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 the
bones I noticed one that seemed to fit none of the others. I thought it
looked like part of a chicken's foot or some such. It seemed rather
heavy too, but, to my expert graduate student's eye, it seemed to be
original material and, therefore, subject to my tender ministrations.
That last batch was a rather heterogenous lot and I had trouble
getting some of the bones in the right order before painting them.
When I finished, I could find no place for the chicken foot. I shellaced
everything, laid them out best I could, and cleaned up the mess before
calling John out.
The first thing he saw as he stepped through the door was the
chicken 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't
seem to have hurt it any. But I did shellac it. I hope it's all right. Maybe
alcohol will get the shellac off."
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The 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 products
of my skunk works, took their places in the vertebrate paleontology
area where they were used for several years until John finally got budget
for a real collection.
I went into mining geology and vertebrate paleontology reverted
to a sort of geological hobby. But I still, at a GSA meeting, may sneak
into the VP session for awhile to rest and relax.
Mid- century was indeed an interesting time -a time of change
and transition for the Geology Dept. (and the University as a
My first connection with the Geology Dept. was in 1946, indirectly
and through my dad, Donald L. Bryant. Dad had received his BS in
Geology from UCLA just before WWII. At 42, with a fresh Navy
discharge and a fresh degree (no geological work experience), he
thought he would be able to go to work as a geologist. Not so. Finally
he decided to go back to school for a MS and a better chance to work
in geology. Thus he and my Mom came to Arizona on the GI Bill and
a teaching fellowship. My brother Donald G. Bryant and I were both
PHD ' 4
in the Navy and the Army Air Corp, respectively. My brother and I
One of my most memorable moments of my six years at the UA
was my defense of my thesis in the spring of 1954. The anticipation
of this event, this "crucifixion
on the blackboard ", started
haunting me at least two years
ahead. Nightmarish visions of
been busy becoming an Associate Professor and finishing his PhD, which
he received in the same ceremony with me. We got a quite a bit of publicity
for getting three degrees (my brother had gotten his the year before).
day and night. Frequently, in
my mind, a hollow- voiced
member would drone, "Mr.
Anyway, back to the department. In 1949 there was a regular
faculty 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 the
century, and a really great individual), Fritz Galbraith, A. A. Stoyanow
(a very interesting old White Russian who escaped through China and
other difficult places), Max Short, G. M. Butler, and D. L. Bryant, a
lowly instructor who taught about a dozen different lower division
courses that the others didn't have time to teach.
It should be noted that almost all of the faculty had at one time
or another taught courses in each other's fields when there was a
need. All of them were truly well- rounded, complete geologists.
Wallace, you are not ready for
As time passed, the field
mapping began to show an
interesting pattern that
seemed to make sense. In
the fall my thesis advisor, Dr.
Evans B. Mayo, requested a
review of my summer's work.
Would he see what I thought
long green table return?
Luckily, he was interested in
what I thought I had found
and we spent many days in
University only had about 5,000 students). After some additional service
that many in my Liberal Arts Geology class. In the meantime Dad had
faculty with unrecognizable
faces crowded into my life -
could see? Would those
nightmarish visions of the
the faculty and the student body were small (in fact, the entire
time during the Korean War, I finally graduated in '55 with a BS in
Liberal Arts Geology and another BS in Geological Engineering (the
old Mining Geology degree). There were only four in my graduating
Geological Engineering class, and not more than three or four times
standing at the end of a long
green table surrounded by a
large group of piercing -eyed
visited Arizona several times over the next three years while Dad was
finishing up his MS and becoming an Instructor. In '49 we both finally
got out of the service and matriculated at Arizona. For a few years the
three of us Bryants were all in the department at the same time!
The Geology Dept. then was a great place to be in school. Both
"O, to be young again! This was taken
after receiving my MS in 1951, and the
big smile may indicate thatl had no idea
what was ahead of me, such as the. .
long green table of nightmares."
the field together. As the defense of thesis schedule was approaching,
the manuscript was trimmed, by Dr. Mayo, from about 530 pages of
my youthful verbal garbage to 126 pages.
The hollow voices once heard now became the friendly voices of
my classmates -John Anthony, John Harshbarger, Don Bryant, John
Lance, and George Williams. These men kiddingly tried to scare the
wits out of me -and did. And the long green table of my nightmares
became 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 their
names, and only fleetingly see their faces. After all, I'm 84 years old
and according to the University records, I have been dead for the past
25 years! But that is another story.
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At that time all of the faculty offices and essentially all of the
geology courses were in the Engineering Building. None of the UA
buildings had air conditioning. Thus, classes during the first and last parts
of 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 (research
was something that was carried out in the summer, week -ends or
holidays, when it didn't get in the way of teaching), their office doors
were 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 few
years. Dad wound up as a Full Professor teaching invertebrate
paleontology, stratigraphy, and related subjects until he retired
completely about 1975. The biggest faculty changes started to take
place in the early 50s with a lot of new faces and talents. The University
and the Geology Department were both growing by leaps and bounds.
In spite of later going on to Stanford and Harvard for graduate
studies, taken in the broad context I feel strongly that UA Geology
was the best, and contributed more to my professional education.
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I is
been almost a half century since
pulled my little blue Plymouth into the UA campus one hot, clear
August day in 1952. I was looking forward, with some trepidation, to
starting graduate school in geology, and this was the first time I had
Work on my PhD thesis was done on a quadrangle full of volcanic
rocks 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 of
the moon -walking astronaut. Schmitt Sr. was a highly regarded
consulting geologist, active in mineral exploration in Arizona and New
Mexico, although I seldom saw him at home. At one time, when I had
nearly completed all the work for the degree, still had to pass a
language test in German. My German was limited, but I thought I
ever been in the state. After completing a BS degree in Mining
Engineering at the Missouri School of Mines, I had decided that
geology, especially economic geology, was more interesting than
would give it a try, and made an appointment at the German
department. The instructor was very agitated about something,
engineering, and I was fortunate to get a teaching assistantship at the
UA. It was the beginning of a long and delightful association.
grabbed a book from the shelf and told me to start reading. I got
through the first two sentences, then, as I was floundering on the
The Geology Department was headquartered in a rather
third, he yanked the book back, said "Ja, Ja, Goot," signed my paper
dilapidated brick building, and I was assigned office space in the
basement. As a first time graduate assistant, I taught physical and
historical geology laboratories, and immersed myself in various
and ran out the door. I found out afterward that he was late for a
mineralogy, structural geology and economic geology courses. I knew
I had made the right choice.
Instructors shape a new graduate student's life, and I was fortunate
to have some good ones. There were several, but I remember John
faculty picture session! Saved by the Arizona Yearbook!
Although my step is not quite as brisk as when I trod the desert in
Arizona, I still keep active in the profession that has served me well for
more than 40 years. The UA Geology Department had a lot to do
with it!
Anthony, the mineralogy wizard. A tall, slender, intense man, he
emphasized the basics, then insisted we apply this knowledge to
problems that were not so basic. Identifying crystal faces on wooden
models enclosed in a paper bag sticks in my memory, but the
fundamental concepts he taught are with me yet.
Other teachers included Evans Mayo, a quiet, gentle man deeply
involved in the study of tectonics and igneous rock textures; John
Lance, a paleontologist who understood a great deal more about hard
rocks than a paleontologist ought; and Eddie McKee, an expert in
northern Arizona stratigraphy, who was department head. Bob DuBois
was a new addition to the faculty, and became my thesis advisor for
both my MS and PhD theses. He was a petrologist and hot for
granitization, a concept much discussed at the time.
I had the good fortune to take one of the last courses taught by
B. S. Butler, a well -known economic geologist with vast experience in
the western US. "To be a good economic geologist, you must visit as
many mines as you can," he told us, and I tried to heed this advice
throughout 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 on
their degrees at the same time -James Hillebrand, intensely mapping
the geology as he ate lunch while walking across the hills; Sid Williams,
superior mineralogist, who built a petrographic microscope from spare
parts 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 Coyote
My scattered reminiscences include helping to move the mineral
collections from the old Engineering Building, where the Geology
Department was located, to the new building in 1957.... TAs in the
freshmen geology class who all tried to sign up the attractive co -ed to
take their lab sessions (needless to say, on field trips, the coeds got a
lot of guidance from the TAs).... Ed McCullough was my TA in the
mineralogy lab -I liked his pronunciation of "garnet ".... In the first
"lunar geology" class students poured over pictures of the moon taken
from Mt. Palomar (years later, when Armstrong landed on the moon,
Jerry Harbour, a graduate student in the 50s, was interviewed on TV
about the UA program).
The UA summer field camp was held at St. Michael's on the Navajo
Reservation in northern Arizona and we all learned some Navajo
language. Dr. DuBois was in charge. He was tall and lanky and some
said that when signaling with his left hand while driving, his fingers
would scrape the pavement. I remember Rusty Kothavala driving
around with abandon in his Studebaker. Years later, when I met Rusty
at Harvard he reminded me that he took photographs of me doing a
handstand on the edge of Canyon de Chelly! The highlights of the
summer camp, besides the walk down the Grand Canyon, was the
dance sponsored by the nurses at Fort Defiance... .
(abching @aztec. asu. ed u)
Mountains down the middle, he taking one half and I the other, to
study 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 one
long day, and got enmeshed in a field of Spanish Bayonet. The puncture
wound scars that commemorate the event have mostly disappeared!
Graduate students usually live on a pretty thin budget, but one day Bill
filled out our larder by bagging a deer with his .22 pistol. Bill and I roomed
in a house located where the stadium now stands. The landlady was an
elderly woman (to us -she probably wasn't over 55!) who put up with a
rating this from a temporal distance of nearly 50 years is largely
for 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's
lot! On occasion, Bill and I would make a run to Nogales to pick up a
something like the old Marine Gunnery Sergeant telling a batch of
young 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 he
bottle of tequila for her. We, of course, never indulged!
After obtaining my MS degree in 1954, I taught geology at Miami
Univ. (Ohio), then spent a year in graduate school at UC Berkeley
before returning to Arizona to complete work for a PhD, which I
received in 1959.
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might well have wished he had reserved his phrase for use then instead
of 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.
UA students in the 90s would find the
under his bed, left over from assessment work on some mining claims
he 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 Wilmot
road. There was considerable open space between South Tucson and
50s campus strangely shrunken, all
the airport, and there were no Interstate highways, although there
contained within the low basalt /scoria
was a divided highway called the Tucson Freeway, extending roughly
from Congress to Prince Road.
times that try men's souls" would have fittingly described a 1957
graduate seeking geological employment.
walls except for the dog -leg at the
and Cherry, Second and Fourth
Streets. Automobile traffic flowed
East Sixth Street for about two blocks east of Park was a commercial
zone dominated by kosher butchers and bakeries, seafood shops, tailor
shops, and small eateries offering students delicious hot pastrami on
through the campus; parking was on
rye. Yiddish was heard as much as English along that stretch. The
stadium, only 85 acres, between Park
the streets outside, no permits
shopping area at Park and University was much as it is now, but there
needed. Total enrollment amounted
were no bars anywhere close to campus, as the laws of that time
prohibited liquor licenses close to schools. Speedway east of Park was
to barely 5,000. The Main Library was
in what is now the Arizona State
Museum, and it looked like a library
Dick Jones. "A callow youth,
early '58 model."
really ought to look. Just west of Bear
Down, where the Science Library now stands, were temporary wooden
buildings built during WWII and used for ROTC classes. The present
Main Library occupies the former baseball field, where, on spring
afternoons when the Wildcats played at home, in the direst emergency,
the department secretary could expect to find Fritz Galbraith, Head of
the Geology Department.
Over where the University Medical Complex is now located were
stables originally built for the pre -WWII horse cavalry ROTC, then
housing the ROTC motor pool and a few Sherman and Chaffee tanks,
the polo field, the Aggie Department's poultry farm, and the married
student housing complex which was called Polo Village (all Quonset
huts). Residents of Polo Village were said to be easily recognized from
their stooped posture, molded by the curving walls.
University residence halls were Spartan accommodations. The
mostly residential except for clusters of commercial activity around
the major intersections.
The Geology Department in the 50s was more or less a joint venture
of the College of Liberal Arts and the College of Mines. This apparent
administrative nightmare actually functioned rather well, and surprising
synergy derived from it. Dean T. G. Chapman of Mines didn't meddle
in the operations of the Geology Department as long as his mining
and metallurgy students got a good grounding in the basics of geology
and mineralogy.
Geology occupied most of the north side of the old Engineering
building. The Mineral Museum was on the second floor. Occasionally
a group of geodetic surveying students from Civil Engineering could
be seen trudging up the stairs through the geologists' turf on their
way to the roof. Normally such work involved taking shots of Polaris
with a theodolite at night, but sometimes they went up in the
older dorms had sleeping porches which basically meant sleeping
outdoors -not bad in summer, but approaching sub -arctic in winter.
afternoon, carrying a level, an instrument rarely utilized for astronomical
observation. It was subsequently discovered that the Engineering building
In my freshman year, I was in the just -completed Navajo -Pinal complex
roof provided a fine view of the sun decks above the porches of the women's
dorms to the west; the level being the instrument of choice as its telescope
in the football stadium. Within the massive gray concrete walls there
was all the comfort of Alcatraz, without the ocean view. Back in the
vast spaces under the football grandstand, students would occasionally
indulge in small -bore pistol practice, which would have probably upset
the University administration had they been aware of it. They would
probably have been even more upset had they known of the half -case
of dynamite which my roommate, a mining engineering senior, kept
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was of higher power than the theodolite's.
To the north, across the street, was the Mines (now part of the
Harshbarger) building, the domain of Dean Chapman and the Mining
and Metallurgical Engineering departments. A large slab of native
copper weighing well over a ton rested in the grass beside the front
-cont'd p. 15
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The Department of Geology, as then named, was in the College of
Mines, an affiliation that reflected traditional close ties with Arizona
mining industries and an association with that field of geology that
went back to the turn of the century. Mines was one of the first three
colleges in the University. The association with the geology of resources
remains strong and appropriate. The Geoscience name was taken in
the early 1970s. The department was housed in the Engineering
Building across the street from the present Mines College and we
looked north from Engineering into the old North Hall which served
as a practice site for the Music Department. Windows were usually
wide open in the absence of air conditioning so we were serenaded
continuously, for better or for worse.
In the 50s, we were recognized as a fine department, and ranked
by the early 1960s in ACE tabulations as in the upper 20s and, if
recall, was 15th. The numbers meant little; the reputation was sustained
by a distinguished and experienced faculty. The following is about
these people, who had all applied their geology in industry or
government before returning to teach, and from whom my peers
and obtained an excellent education. They had published
fundamental work about Arizona geology and its resources, as well as
basic science -and those publications endure. Perhaps this account
may kindle interest in that faculty and their contributions to teaching,
and to regional and areal geology. These professionals, and they were,
The faculty in 1951. (Row 1) Donald Bryant, 8. S. Butler, Evans B. Mayo.
(Row 2) Richard Moore, Alvin Gorum, Louis Hess, George Roseveare. (Row
3) George Kiersch, John Anthony, Eldred Wilson, Robert DuBois. (Row 4)
Wayne Barney.
Bill Lacy (Harvard '50) became my assigned advisor and brought
a long experience with the ores of the Andes and Australia. He opened
in the truest sense, brought a practical view to their instruction,
the world of ore deposits, together with personal and professional
notwithstanding their academic backgrounds from CalTech, Chicago,
Columbia, Cornell, Harvard, Stanford, with two from Arizona and one
ethics that set examples of character and the peculiar insight necessary
to the study of ores. His approaches to integrating geological features
from Colorado Mines. Most were WWII veterans who had learned
"people" skills the hard way and most were leaders.
of all sorts set an example of study that has proven effective in my
teaching and research. The power of positive thinking was a notable
trait and he pushed all of us very hard to understand that the only
I visited the department briefly in 1951 during a field trip to Arizona
in my senior year at Colorado Mines and I remember M. N. Short and
E. D. McKee from that time, although Dr. Short had passed away and
McKee had left teaching by the time I arrived in September 1955. The
Department Head was F. W. (Fritz) Galbraith (Arizona '35 out of
Harvard) who had returned from military service. He headed a
department of 8 faculty, some 15 graduate students and about 50
undergraduate majors. Beginning geology, which he taught, had
limits were ourselves. He believed, and still does, that one can always
do more than one believes can be done. Perhaps one could say he
tried to make us all overachievers.
We learned scholarship, patience and attention to detail from
Evans Mayo (Cornell '32 out of Stanford). His teaching style was unique
enrollments of more that 600 and the lectures were in the auditorium.
and he put great effort into it. Although I spent some weekends in
the field with him while he prepared those almost unbelievable maps
showing where each cactus was, my most lasting experience was in
Widely liked and admired, Fritz led the department into a period of initiation
the classroom (I took every graduate course he offered). Classes started
of growth and brought in several faculty during my student times.
at 7:30 am and Dr. Mayo ( I could never bring myself to call him Ev
and still can't) would arrive early to prepare his blackboards for the
lecture. When I arrived at school at 7, he was hard at work laying out
stacked vertical sections in perspective of a traverse along a range in
British Columbia. We would start copying, poorly, those elegantly
drawn geological sections to get caught up to the point of lecture. He
prepared lectures with a fountain pen on 5x8 cards, of which he must
have had thousands. But when he finished, he erased the boards -
Galbraith was an efficient administrator and leader who was
forthright and vigorous in his teaching and administrative activities.
He also taught mineralogy and is the person largely responsible for
the increase in specimens and specimen quality of the Mineral Museum.
Blow pipe analysis was a part of the mineralogy curriculum and Fritz
had his own particular formula for it that was 4 parts ethyl alcohol and
1 part kerosene. The ethyl alcohol was kept in a red 5- gallon drum
behind his desk and when TAs required a refill, he would put the
drum on his desk, take out a red tube and start the siphon going.
Needless to say, popping eyeballs followed his every move in this
process and we always looked to see if he swallowed anything. With
Fritz's personality, no one ever said anything -at all.
Arizona was my choice because of the presence of B. S. Butler
after spending usually 45 minutes setting them up! (Note: Xerox wasn't
even 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 my
acquaintance. A vertebrate paleontologist, he is said to have done
classical work on development of the horse in the western hemisphere.
(Colorado Mines '27) who had studied and written about many
But he also liked artiodactyls. He and an acquaintance spent some
deposits of my interest. He was a gentleman with twinkling blue eyes
and a smile that was never far from his face. He taught with a Socratic
method and my one semester with him (he retired because of health
time digging up a Miocene llama in some nameless hills on the Papago
Reservation and when finished gave months of thought as to what to
in 1956) was my first introduction into being pinned to the wall by following
false trails of logic. He would smile, the eyes would twinkle, and the next
question always opened a route out of the dilemma. He was excellent at
doing this and his classes were a revelation in teaching and learning.
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name it. He ultimately went to the Geographic Names Committee
and had the wash where the beast was found, in the nameless hills,
called the Como Se Wash- thereby naming his find, the Como se
Llama! 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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criticism. He had some of the worst stuff one could ever imagine and
we were kept amused with the running commentary on the use of
the English language. John had flown B -24 bombers in the Pacific and
often related the story of when, after a successful mission, he did slow
rolls in the thing a
above the ocean.
After the story
would finish, John
would reach for his
ever present roll of
antacids and pop
one into his mouth.
Easy going, quick to
smile, a wonderful
sense of humor with
a fast mind, he was
a welcome part of
the department and
(Far left) John F Lance in
the field. (Above) B. S.
Butler at Copper City
Mine, Globe District,
1952 GSA Cordilleran
meeting trip. (Photos of
Lance and Butler courtesy
of Randall Chew) (Left)
John Anthony at Field
Camp in Young, AZ.
offered a unique
brand of leavening
to the ambiance.
left the
Department and
became Geological
Program Manager
with NSF.
was challengingly
taught by Don
Bryant (Arizona '55
out of UCLA). Don
had served aboard a destroyer in the Atlantic during the War and
above, and when flushing
took place the system shut
down. John spent a lot of
brought a pleasantly commanding manner to the department and
classroom. But he took no guff. In amazement, we watched a new
time running up and
student load and light a pipe in lecture, which Don also watched, and
down stairs in that
building. He devoted a
when it was going he went through the roof. He could have been
heard on the baseball field. We all took his course in systematic
great amount of time after
Galbraith left to sustaining
paleontology (hard to believe there was no such thing as a radiometric
age date in those times) and the lessons I learned I still have. I am still
comfortable in the Arizona Paleozoic and Mesozoic with guide fossils
down to the level of foraminifera. He measured a lot of section and I
had the chance to work with him, very slowly plodding up a hill picking
up every rock for examination looking at lithology, looking for forams
in chert. Together with the lessons of Dr. Mayo, we learned that the
object of going up a hill was not necessarily getting to the top. Don's
acquisitions to the Mineral Museum and was its curator for several
teaching style included a final exam and a lab exam -and six
unannounced hour exams. He played all sorts of tricks to confuse us,
even to the extent of coming in very early and hiding exams in the
classroom. When he had pulled off the surprise, he would stand up
front and giggle.
John Anthony (Harvard '64) taught mineralogy and I shared an
office with him during my final academic year. John had completed
all but the experimental synthesis of monazite, a problem that was to
take him some years still, and in the process of which he accidentally
discovered a flux that would dissolve platinum. John's forte was crystal
structure and he could usually be found somewhere near the X -ray
instrument which was in the basement of the Mines building (across
the street from the Department). It was a Norelco with a vertical tube
sampled through ports on a bench top. The tube was cooled by water
with a pressure interlock system that would shut down the machine if
water pressure dropped. Unfortunately it was in the same line as that
of the women's commode used by the Dean's secretary on the floor
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decades. He was an artist and played just about any musical instrument
he decided to try. He was skilled with the guitar. Always a hit at student
parties, of which there were many, he had a repertoire of almost
unbelievable breadth that spanned from opera to western. His intuitive
feel for the topology and mathematics of space and point group
symmetry was compatible with his love of music.
The growing rigor of geology and geochemistry was brought to
the department by Paul Damon (Columbia '57) who in 1957 taught
a course in geochemistry, which was as close to the cutting edge as it
existed then. Just as importantly, he brought the department into the
domain of basic laboratory research with the first significant basic
research grants, from the AEC.
This faculty influenced my generation of students. We learned
much of lasting value about ourselves and about geology in general
and geology of the region (Geology of Arizona was the only required
graduate course), as well as depth in the specialties we had selected.
We were also imbued with the sense of importance that scholarship
must play in our field. That eclectic faculty provided much of value
that has survived in all of us, I am certain, and in our subsequent
professional activities we have passed on those things of basic value
that we learned from them.
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really think the department
had a number of great professors. Dr. Paul Damon was a
When I think back to those years,
tremendous asset in the
Geochemical area; Dr. John
Anthony was great in the
Mineralogy area; Dr. Spence
Titley added his great
knowledge in the Mining
Geology area, and Dr. John
Harshbarger really put
Hydrology on the map.
Certainly, there were other
Department of Geology was
noted for. I'm just a little rusty
trying to remember back to
those days.
I want to acknowledge
my major PhD professor, Dr.
Joe Schreiber, mostly for
school was a risky venture because my wife Audrey and I, along with
our 18 month old son, were to be supported only by her teaching
salary at Doolen Junior High School. I had to finish the program as quickly
as possible, then get a job when there were very few jobs for geologists.
The highly professional and dedicated faculty in the department
supported my efforts and enabled me to complete the coursework in
two semesters, and the thesis during the following summer. I remember
the excellent courses that I took from Paul Damon, Joseph Schreiber,
John Lacey, Willard Pye, Evans Mayo and Halsey Miller. I learned, not
only geology, but how to be a geologist, from them and other faculty and
students. Other faculty such as Ted Smiley, John Anthony and Spencer
Titley were good friends and additional role models.
After receiving my PhD in 1969 from UC Berkeley, I accepted a
teaching position at NAU and have come full -circle back to the study
of Arizona geology. Much of my research, writing, and teaching about
Arizona geology during the past 30 years at NAU has been based on
knowledge gained in the broad academic program at the UA, and
from the continued research activities of its Geoscience faculty. I credit
the Geosciences Dept. at the UA with my initial professional training
and academic preparation that have led to a successful geological
career, from which I will retire as a Regents' Professor of Geology in
the year 2000.
helping me through my
PhD. In those days, he had
to contend with at least 12
PhD majors. I can see where
Bob Gray at the 111 Ranch Beds in
it was hard to keep up with
Safford, AZ.
all of us and do his prescribed
research work. I would also
single out Dr. John Lance. John was my major professor for my MS
and the principal professor for my research work for my PhD. He
probably had every geology major at one time or another. I recall that
he 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 this
happened, I wondered if we would ever get through the course.
Furthermore, I wondered if Dr. Lance would ever get through all his
notes during the period. As it turned out, he would just start talking
and 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 lecture
notes that Dr. Lance brought into his classes.
One of my fondest memories of Dr. Lance was when I started to
do my field work on my MS degree. My field work was in the western
Grand Canyon on the Haulapai Indian Reservation near Peach Springs,
AZ. We both went to my project area in June. I was nervous because
I knew nothing of this area and was expecting Dr. Lance to outline the
approach I should use and to assist me in getting started. We drove
out early in the morning to Hindu Canyon on the Haulapai Indian
Reservation. He showed me my area, wished me luck, and promptly
turned 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!
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 into
the room. Dr. Lance might have been described as a chain -smoker, as
he 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 often
taking 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 all
conversation 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 complex
cross -section, a series of jets came over and shook the building. Dr.
Lance turned from the board with a disdainful look on his face, and
promptly 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, I
don't believe this event caused Dr. Lance to give up smoking in class.
It was not uncommon when I was in school for rock hounds and other
interested amateurs to bring specimens into the department for
identification /explanation, etc. One day a fellow showed up with a nodule
which he was convinced was a petrified foot bone. One of the grad students
Iarrived at the UA in August, 1960 after a three -year tour of duty in
the US Air Force, having forgotten much of the geology that I had
learned in undergraduate school at Arizona State Univ. The first memory
that I have of the UA Geosciences Department was reporting to John
Lance, the Chairman, in his highly disordered office where I received
a very warm welcome as a new graduate student. My entering graduate
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immediately took the specimen downstairs to the rock saw where he
sectioned it and returned back to the office with the news that it was not
a petrified foot bone but a nondescript nodule. The owner was irate and
exclaimed that we had ruined his foot bone. Whereupon Ed McCullough,
who was in the office at the time, couldn't suppress a chuckle. The "foot
bone" owner exclaimed, "Don't laugh kid. It's not funny!" Ed at the time
was in the final stages of his PhD work, and was anything but a "kid ", but
his youthful countenance earned him the rebuke, none the less.
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DICK JONES Cont'd from p. 11
My first memory of the UA is of trying to find a parking space near
the geology building! After a long trip to the wide open spaces
of the wild West from Hanover, New Hampshire, I found there was
space to be found
important within those walls, and where the funding came from. A
handsome bronze plaque alongside the door was dedicated to James
Douglas, Phelps Dodge pioneer, and for whom the city of Douglas is
named. Unlike other buildings on campus, in the Mines building
campus within a
smoking was tolerated in class, and nearly every desk was adorned by
a crucible or scorifier recycled from the fire assay lab for use as an ash
day's walk (a bit of
tray. In the basement were the Arizona Bureau of Mines and its
an exaggeration)
outstanding State Geologist, Eldred Wilson, who must have seen nearly
of the geology
every outcrop in Arizona during his long and productive career.
Immediately west of Mines was an old stone building called North
I happened
to notice a parking
space in the bank
parking lot across
the street from the
building -it had a
sign that read
Reserved for the
Hall, roughly contemporary with Old Main, used by the Music
Department of the College of Fine Arts for student practice. From its
open windows, agonizing operatic arias frequently assailed the ears,
but mercifully, the building was demolished when the Mines building
was expanded to its present dimensions.
The Geology Department, at the time I transferred into it as a
junior, had waned greatly from its prominence of previous years. In a
very short span of time, the legendary paleontologist Alexander
Stoyanow had retired; Max Short, the petrographer and ore
microscopist had died; Frederic Galbraith, the nominal Head of the
wouldn't be long.
Department was detached on military service; and B. S. Butler,
just wanted to
introduce myself
renowned economic geologist and author of so many USGS bulletins
and professional papers, was in failing health. It was left to a handful
of new faculty members to take up the load, just at a time when there
to Dr. Galbraith,
was a big surge of enrollment at the end of the Korean war. The
the department
faculty 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, advanced
ore deposits and seminars (when he was able); Bob DuBois, petrology
and petrography; John Anthony, crystallography and mineralogy; and
John Lance, who filled in at all positions, like a utility infielder in minor
league baseball.
With such a small faculty the work load was very high. Freshman
geology was then, as it still is, the basic science course for a large part
of the freshman class. Something like 700 Geology la and lb students
Bank President.
Chuck Ratté teaching a surveying class in 1963.
door, in case there was any doubt about what element was considered
guessed it -when I
came out to get
my car, I had a parking ticket. This was my introduction to the wide
open spaces of the wild and woolly West.
Perhaps the most kindly and thoughtful experience, that I will
always remember and be most thankful for, is the kindness and
generosity of my advisor, Dr. Bill Lacy, and his wonderful wife, Jo.
Unfortunately, a few days before classes were to commence, I
perforated an ulcer and spent several days at the Tucson Medical
Center. The Lacy family took my wife Judy (with child on the way) to
their home and helped get her settled in the new, strange city of
Tucson while I recovered. Thank you so much, Bill and Jo and all the
Lacy family. And I should mention Spence Titley and Ed McCullough,
who saw to it that my teaching assistant duties were taken care of
during my absence. This reminds me of the camaraderie developed
with Spence Titley as we shared offices and Geology 101 lab space in
an old Quonset hut somewhere in the boondocks around Bear Down
Finally, I must tell the story of a happening at my first geology
department faculty meeting (I became an instructor my last year in
the PhD program). We were seeking suggestions for prominent
geologists to come to Tucson to speak in our guest lecture series.
Some wit suggested that we invite Dr. Pye (one of our permanent
geology faculty). It seems Dr. Pye spent a great deal of time away
from campus conducting his consulting business. This suggestion, of
course, caused more than a few chuckles.
I could go on and on. My years in Tucson with the UA geology
department were most enjoyable and got me started on a successful
and fun career. Should I mention the parties at Joey Merz's Tucson
home (with a pool), the chaperoning of fraternity parties where I
learned the Twist... ? Need I say more?
were crowded into the auditorium in the Liberal Arts building (now
Social Sciences) to hear Ed McKee. He became famous for managing
to work his beloved Grand Canyon into every lecture at least once.
There were about a dozen graduate students teaching freshman
geology labs every semester.
Aside from the freshmen mob there were of course geology and
geological engineering majors, plus mining and metallurgy students
from the College of Mines who took Geology for Engineers (the hot
rod version of Geology la, stripped down to the bare frame), Structural
Geology, Crystallography and Determinative Mineralogy. The situation
eased somewhat when Fritz Galbraith returned, and a few more people
were added, but even then, when I entered Graduate School in 1955,
there were only ten on the geology faculty, plus Ted Smiley over in
Geochronology. There were about 50 graduate students in the
department, some finishing their work, some just starting, but there
were a lot of people to look after, and not many professors to do it.
In graduate school there was a good mix of students from everywhere,
much as it is today. Only about six or eight had done their
undergraduate work at Arizona, myself among them. We had students
from 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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ROBERT BRYANT (BS '55) emails from
Mexico where he is officially retired, but
actually self -employed part -time as a mining
Environmental Services for Converse
Consultants and moved to the Seattle area
where he has started his own custom database
application development business. He will
continue to do some part -time consulting
Lakes Association. He now lives and works on
Golden Pond (Squam Lake) in New Hampshire
where he says the quality of life is outstanding.
geology consultant, primarily in prospect
examination and exploration studies. Bob
through Converse. Iknight643
received his MS from Stanford in '56. He now
lives with his wife Blanca in Ensenada, having
H. NELSON MEEKS (BS '66) writes that he
only recently moved back to the northern
Service, US Dept. of Interior, in 1988 and then
from the UTEP Dept. of Geological Sciences
in 1998. Nelson is currently residing in Corpus
Christi, TX.
LES MCFADDEN (MS '78, PHD '82) writes,
BERNARD W. PIPKIN (PHD '65) is Professor
Emeritus in the Dept. of Geological Sciences
at USC. Barney runs into fellow alum JOAN
and GARY RASMUSSEN (BS '67) at geologic
meetings in southern California, and is a loyal
Earth and Planetary Sciences Department.
hemisphere after living in Bolivia for ten years.
Prior to that he spent several years in Denver
and Douglas, and before that: several years in
Paraguay, several years in Mexico, about 10
years in northern New Mexico and Alaska,
several years in such places as Iran, Honduras,
Venezuela, Alaska, Arizona, etc. (Try and make
sense of that!) He says he really doesn't want
to pack and move anymore. (See Bob's
reminiscences on p. 9.) bryantco
REX KNEPP (MS '83) is Senior Staff Geologist
with Subsurface Computer Modeling in
Austin, TX. rknepp
retired from the Minerals Management
visitor to our GeoDaze Symposiums. His
"I was sorry to hear that Pete Coney had
passed away -a great teacher, scientist,
human being. UA will miss him." Les has
recently been elected as Chair of the UNM
began a position in July as Project Leader of
the Forest Ecology and Management Project
with the Forest Service's Rocky Mountain
Research Station in Missoula, MT. Elaine's
JOSEPH T. CALLAHAN (MS '51) writes that
fellow geologists D. JOHN CEDERSTROM
(PHD '34) and LEOPOLD HEINDL (PHD '58)
are deceased. All three had worked with the
textbook, Geology and the Environment, is into
previous position was Research Ecologist with
its 3rd edition and doing well. The second
edition was written with DEE TRENT as coauthor, "a total UA effort ", says Barney.
the Northeastern Research Station in
USGS Water Resources Division. Mr. Callahan
is now retired and living in Glendale, AZ.
has started his own, private research lab
ARTHUR MIRSKY (MS '55) has just
dedicated to Quaternary sciences -Stafford
completed a thorough revision of his 1992
guidebook Building Stones in Downtown
Indianapolis, which was the focus of one of
Research Laboraties, Inc., located in Boulder,
CO. thomasw
the field trips for the AAPG -East annual
meeting in Indianapolis this September. This
guidebook uses building stones as a teaching
tool. amirsky
MATTHEW CALVERT (BS '94) is Project
Manager with Bellatrix Environmental
ELAINE HAZLEWOOD (BS '78) graduated in
May '99 from the Iliff School of Theology in
SUSAN (KAHN) BOLLIN (BS '60) is the
Denver with a Master of Arts in Religion. Elaine
author of a successful series of Southwestern
cookbooks, among them Chip and Dip Lovers
also has a MS in Engineering ('80) from the
Cook Book, Quick -N -Easy Mexican Recipes, Salsa
Lovers Cook Book, and Sedona Cook Book. Susan
writes from her home in Scottsdale, Ariz.
ROBERT S. GRAY (MS '59, PHD '65) was
awarded the 1998 AAPG Distinguished
Univ. of Texas at Austin.
ROBERT LANEY (PHD '71) retired in 1992
after more than 32 years as a hydrogeologist
with the USGS. In 1998 he retired a second
time from McDonald Morrissey Associates,
Inc., a groundwater consulting company in
Reston, VA. Bob is now enjoying true
professor for the award. Bob has been
happenings in Earth Science and is in contact
teaching at Santa Barbara City College since
1967. Singled out in the presentation was
with former classmates BOB LAUGHLON
(PHD '70) and CLARK ARNOLD (MS '64,
Bob's dedication to excellence in teaching, his
PHD '71).
mentored and inspired many students to
advance in geology by earning graduate degrees
at prominent universities. (See Bob's
reminiscences of his own student days on p. 14.)
recently left his position as Vice President of
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Consultants in Scottsdale. He's been an
Arizona certified geologist in training since
1997. [email protected]
FELIX CASTILLO (MS '93) emails that things
are changing in the political arena in
Educator Award. This is the first time that
AAPG has selected a community college
focus on integrity, rigor and realism, and his
enthusiasm for the field of geology. Bob has
Delaware, OH.
esutherland /rmrs,[email protected]
retirement. He still likes to keep up with
Venezuela. "Here in PDVSA, work is very
challenging and interesting. One of my
prospects for oil in mature fields is scheduled
to be drilled in early November. I am very
excited about it because it will open new areas
west of the traditional fields in eastern
Venezuela. I am also involved in a similar
project in Lake Maracaibo (western
Venezuela). My area of interest (two prospects
out of ten) just ranked #1 and possibly one of
them will be drilled early next year. This is
great, especially now that money is so scanty.
[email protected]
CHRISTOPHER DEVINE (BS '83). After three
years with IBM, nine at Geraghty & Miller and
two at Leggette, Brashears & Graham working
on ground -water contamination, Chris emails
DAVID COBLENTZ (PHD '94) has accepted
a visiting professor position at UTEP. Dave will
be working with the PACES group (Pan
American Center for Earth and Environment
that he's taken a 180 and gone to surface
Studies) on borderland remote sensing
water as the Executive Director of the Squam
projects. coblentz
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UA alums gathered for the Vance Haynes
Symposium in September to pay tribute to
Vance Haynes' career: (L -R) MIKE WATERS
(BS '77, MS '80, PHD '83), Anthropology
Dept., Texas A&M Univ.; JEFF SAUNDERS
(MS '70, PHD '75), Illinois State Museum;
Center for Geochronological Research, Univ.
'93), Dept. of Anthropology, Washington
'79, PHD '83), Dept. of Geology, Northern
'98), Chevron Oversees; and MANUEL
PALACIOS FEST (PHD '94), Dept. of
Geosciences, UA.
BRIAN DARBY (BS '97) finished his MS at
USC with Greg Davis this past spring. He and
Kristi Rikansrud, who also received her MS at
He is currently involved in a two -year NSF
KYLE HOUSE (MS '91, PHD '96) emails, "It
was very sad to hear of Peter Coney's death.
He was without doubt the best teacher that I
project in Peru that seeks to reconstruct El Nino
had during
the rise and fall of the Moche civilization. Gary
my 7 -year
tenure in the
Kyle's news:
and wife Yvonne have two daughters, April
he's a new
boy, Sebastian Alejandro, born March 6. Diana
father and has
is an Assistant Professor at the Univ. of
landed a real
job. In August
1998, Kyle
Guerrero where she teaches geochemistry and
moved from a
accepted as part of the National System of
Researchers (SNI). Diana writes that she's
happy with her family and her job, and she
keeps Tucson and its people in her heart.
USC, were married on June 12 in Santa
Monica, CA. Brian and Kristi are both working
for Exxon Exploration in Houston.
soft money
Trent House, 6 months.
position at the
Deser t
Research Institute to a faculty portion at the
Nevada Bureau of Mines and Geology, Univ.
flood history and understand its relation to
and Theresa. ghuck
husband Victor are proud parents of a baby
petrology and pursues her research in the
geology of southern Mexico. She was recently
vicdian @silver.
of Nevada, Reno. His job involves doing
research on all kinds of floods and a fair
amount of Quaternary geological mapping.
Despite the seemingly geographic restriction
of Kyle's place of employment, he remains
busy with flood studies in Arizona. Kyle's wife
is the senior book designer at the Univ. of
Nevada Press and they now have a wonderful
little boy, Trenton Joseph House, born on
September 9, 1998. khouse
http: / / /staff /kyle.htm
Brian Darby and Kristi Rikansrud, June wedding.
GARY HUCKLEBERRY (PHD '93) is Assistant
WILLIAM ERICKSON (BS' 92) and wife Evelyn
VandenDolder moved from Tucson to western
Professor in the Dept. of Anthropology at
Washington State Univ. in Pullman. Gary
North Carolina last February. Bill is now a
enjoys his job teaching the value of geoscience
consultant with Compaq Computer Corp. and
Evelyn works as a professional editor.
to archaeology students and continues to
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Sebastian Alejandro.
perform geoarchaeological research linking
environmental change and human response.
Fall 1999
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Michal Kowalewski
Junior Faculty
Enhancement Award
received a Ralph E. Powe junior Faculty
Enhancement Award from Oak Ridge
Associated Universities (ORAU).
Michal, Assistant Professor of Geological
Gopal Mohapatra and Meha.
Sciences at Virginia Tech, describes his
research as the study of the history of life
entombed in the fossil record. He is studying
have a baby girl (Meha), born on July 21.
Gopal says she keeps them busy and he's
the shells of lingulid brachiopods and their
becoming an expert in changing diapers! He's
environments that existed as much as 500 environmental and climatic patterns,"
million years ago and to learn more about Michal explains. "Lingulid isotopes may also
past climatic conditions and about the provide valuable insights into rapid climatic
pictured here trying to interest Meha in
watermelon (he's on a steep learning curve).
fossils to reconstruct ancient marine
Michal Kowalewski (left) receives the Ralph E.
Powe junior Faculty Enhancement Award.
biological relations among extinct and environmental changes of the last
DANI MONTAGUE -JUDD (PHD '99) left for
the Mark O'Connor Fiddle Camp in Nashville,
TN the day after turning in her dissertation. Dani
works as an assistant petrologist at Desert
Archaeology, Inc., in Tucson. ddmjudd
BILL PHILLIPS (PHD '97) is moving from
Colorado Springs, CO (where he taught for
two years) to Edinburgh, Scotland. At the Univ.
of Edinburgh, Dept. of Geography, Bill will be
several millenia."
Following his postdoc here, Michal was
The research funding will make it
possible for him to test the validity of a research scientist at the Polish Academy
measuring oxygen isotopes within modern
and fossil shells to determine differences in
of Sciences for two years, during which time
he was a visiting scientist in Brazil. He spent
the salinity of water over time and at different
a year at the Universitaet Tuebingen,
locations, as well as seasonal variations in
temperature as shells grew.
Germany, as a Humboldt Research Fellow
before joining the faculty at Virginia Tech
..::, "The approach opens a new avenue for
continuing his research into geomorphic
studying seasonal and spatial changes in
salinity and temperature, and thus, may
applications of cosmogenic nuclides that he
began at the UA. wmp
provide new tools for studying ancient
DICK JONES Cont'd from p. 15
last year. /paleo /mk- r.html
was about four to one, partly because of the flood of ex- service men
on the GI Bill, but in geology there were only two female grad students
in the department.
Campus buildings had heat, but not air conditioning, not even
evaporative coolers, so in warm weather the windows were always
open. In the Mines building, the heat could get really fierce on the
east end above the fire assaying lab, but it was pretty hot everywhere
on campus in late spring and early fall.
classmates, was teaching a geology lab one warm evening on the
second floor of Engineering when he was startled by the sight of two
glowing green eyes staring in from the darkness. Everyone dashed
over, the eyes vanished, but something was heard scampering down
the bricks. It was found later to be a coatimundi, someone's pet loose
on campus.
The lobby of the Engineering building at that time had several
well- crafted three -dimensional models of vein -type ore deposits on
display. These had been donated to the University after settlement of
litigation involving mining property ownership under the old apex
The open windows made things especially difficult when the
law. For those unfamiliar with this arcane peculiarity of US mining law,
bombardment wing at Davis Monthan Air Force Base was scrambled
and the wind was light from the northwest. This always seemed to
occur at about 11:00 a.m., when it was hot and there was little lift for
the wings. For a good half hour there were B -47 jet bombers and KC97 prop- driven refuelling tankers coming over the campus just above
the rooftops, 20 to 30 seconds apart. The buildings shook, and the
noise was so loud that some professors gave up and dismissed their
classes altogether. The ever -patient Dr. Mayo would try to get in a few
words of his lecture in the intervals between aircraft. Nobody cared to
consider that an engine failure might bring that aluminum overcast
down on the roof and, fortunately, it never happened.
With the windows open, it was possible to converse with people
on the sidewalks below. Cigarette butts and other detritus sometimes
went out, and bugs and other critters came in. Bob Webb, one of my
the person staking the apex of a vein had the right to follow it
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downward and beyond the side boundaries of his claim or claims
onto neighboring ground. Much conflict grew out of it, some of it
violent and often fatal. More peaceable people went to court, thus
the many models in the lobby. Several had working faults, so by
throwing a lever the faulted vein could be restored to its original
position, thus attempting to convince judge and jury that one of the
parties to the dispute had rights to the dislocated segment. Some of
the models were used in economic geology classes, but I can recall
seeing one in the Mining 101 course when the subject of mining law
came up. Professor Krumlauf cautioned the students against ever
bringing apex law cases into litigation, since only lawyers made money
from them. Our collective ignorance of the state of things to come is
evidenced 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 year
to 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 kept
track of class enrollments, but we never saw it. Those of engineering
and scientific bent made do with log tables and slide rules. These
latter implements were expensive, about $30 at a time when a typical
hard -bound textbook cost $6.50 to $8. They were the badge of the
engineer, proudly worn hanging from the belt like a Roman soldier's
gladius. When called upon to render a calculation, the slip stick would
be lined up and read with much squinting of eye, and then the result
would be announced: 2 x 2 = 3.99. A few, armed with weapons of
double length, would then cry out that they had gotten 3.999, but
was still there, in use, along with the polished sections from which the
beautiful photomicrographs were made. We had the sense of working
in a museum, and the sections we worked with were fabulous.
The highest tech equipment available on campus was John
Anthony's pet, a North American Philips X -ray diffraction unit, located
in a small room of its own in the basement of the Mines building. It
was water -cooled, with a safety shut -off if the water supply was
In -house student reports distributed in class were turned out on
the department's ditto machine, which used waxy stencils and methyl
alcohol, and could make 20 or 30 copies before they got too blurry to
read. Since these were mostly graduate classes with perhaps a dozen
students, the copies were usually good enough. Fellow grad student
interrupted. Unfortunately, the machine was on the same supply line
as the ladies's restroom, and when the Dean's secretary flushed, off
went the X -ray machine. We eventually resorted to running it mainly
at night when there were no people in the building. It took about 12
hours for an exposure, with two cameras mounted. A radiation counter
would go wild in there when the X -ray machine was operating, so we
didn'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 of
individual mineral deposits, mostly within Arizona, although there were
a few projects farther away. There were a couple in Peru, done by
students 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's
MS at Lake Chelan in Washington; but most of us stayed close to the
house, as money was always a problem, even with 19 cent gas (no
grants or student loans in those days). Art Heyman did his field work
over at Helvetia, in the Santa Rita foothills, avoiding the wretched
road by flying over from Tucson International Airport in his Ercoupe,
just below the B -47 landing pattern at Davis Monthan. We always
figured Art flew in close formation with a squadron of guardian angels.
Radiometric age determinations were not available, and thesis
work depended on close attention to field relations and a lot of work
with the microscope on thin- and polished- sections, and microchemical
tests. Some got pretty good at it, and some of the correlations (and
guesswork) were later confirmed when absolute age dating became
possible. I confess to feeling pretty good a year ago when I found that
my concept of a deeply- buried intrusive body beneath my thesis area,
postulated from the structural patterns I had mapped, was supported
by someone's later geophysical work.
Grad students had offices in every nook, cranny, and closet in
both Engineering and Mines buildings. I was in the most spacious
one, in the basement of Mines, along with Wes Peirce, Don Layton,
Dick Whitney, and Bob Wilson. Bob Webb, Bill Purdom, Fred Pashley
Chuck St. Clair became highly proficient with the ditto machine,
and I think Bill van Horn were hidden in a cloud of pipe tobacco
switching various colored stencils to produce very nice multicolored
smoke under the stairs in the basement of Engineering. Spence Titley
was 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 on
these were dismissed as hopeless fanatics. In classes where calculation
was necessary, the professor might announce before a test that "slide
rule accuracy would be acceptable." This bit of fiction was analogous
to stating that the Marquis of Queensbury rules would be followed in
a bar -room brawl. still have my old 10 -inch Dietzgen, somewhat
yellowed now, no longer used, but it still works, doesn't need batteries
or a surge protector, and is definitely Y2K compliant.
Unlike today, with CAD and graphics programs available to nearly
everyone, back then geologic maps and sections were created by the
organic digital plotter located at the end of one's arm, with
microprocessor control from the squishy gray computer between the
ears. There are still some advantages to the old method, since it gives
time to think about what is being plotted. Text was produced with
mechanical typewriters. The really classy thesis was handed off to a
professional legal secretary who had access to an IBM Electric, the old
ones 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 department
library (pre - Antevs) got the second carbon, and the student received the
fuzzy and barely legible third. Drafts were either typed or handwritten, or
both, and editing was done with scissors and transparent tape.
maps, and we all learned from him -showed us the value of an
undergraduate degree from CalTech.
When thin sections were needed, they were made from slabs cut
by hand on a diamond saw and ground in the traditional manner on
the big spinning laps in the petrography lab, held down by the fingers.
After grinding thin sections for a few hours, one's fingertips were worn
down considerably, and sometimes quite a few red blood cells went
on the slide along with the slice of rock and Lakeside 70. My MS thesis
only required about 40 or 50 thin sections, but Anil Banerjee, a grad
student from India and a whiz at petrography, ground well over 400
for his PhD dissertation, as a prelude to thousands of optic axis
measurements on quartz crystals with the universal stage, then hand
plotted 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 in
safe -cracking, but he virtuously remained in geology and eventually
became Director of the Geological Survey of India.
There were none of the wondrous devices available now, no way
to produce polished thin sections (this was just getting started at
Harvard), no heating /freezing stages for the study of fluid inclusions,
no SEM or microprobe, just basic petrographic and reflecting
microscopes. Ore microscopy (taught by Lacy) was our strength in
those days. Much of the work that Max Short had incorporated into
USGS Bulletin 914, Microscopic Determination of the Ore Minerals
(our text for the course), was done at Arizona, and all of his equipment
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weekends when the Mines building was usually empty. One such
afternoon the dog wandered off, and we heard an awful yell from
upstairs. Wes's dog, finding a wide open door, had wandered into the
Dean's office, and the old gentleman happened to be working at his
desk. As Dean Chapman was a small, wiry man who weighed about
120 pounds soaking wet, his face was on about the same level as the
Great Dane's jaws. Fortunately, the dog was not aggressive, but the
Dean was pretty well shaken by the confrontation.
The UA's summer field camp was then based at St. Michael's, near
Window Rock, on the Navajo Reservation in northeastern Arizona,
and was directed by Bob DuBois, who arrived in style in his silver
Jaguar XK -140. St. Michael's was a boarding school for Navajo children,
and the University arranged to use it during the summers when the
kids were at home. The facilities were spartan; the men bunked in the
dormitory but the women (only two in my class) were lodged with
the good sisters in the convent. They complained loudly, to little avail.
The nearest watering hole was in Gallup, New Mexico, invariably
the destination of a Saturday night. The reservation roads were
-cont'd p. 22
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two academic programs at the UA -in two
different colleges -both of whom sign his
paycheck. And those two departments fail to
span the breadth of Vance's scientific interests.
Vance Haynes' international stature is all
the more welcome to us in the department
because he is one of our own -a 1965 PhD
whose dissertation is entitled "Quaternary
So, in following Vance's career
accomplishments we have the First Americans
and Custer's Last Stand. Where else do Vance's
interests lie? How do "Radar Rivers" sound?
For the last few decades, each spring semester
the cry from advisees and colleagues has been,
"Where's Vance ?" And the answer has been,
Nevada ". Paul Damon was his advisor. That
"In the Sahara." With USGS scientists Carol
Breed and Joe McCauley, Vance became the
first to apply the technological innovation of
title and topic seem to fit his international
Shuttle Imaging Radar (SIR) to one the planet's
reputation, but they don't capture the
most dramatic examples of climatic change.
interdisciplinary depth and breadth that made
him a member of the National Academy.
In the Sahara Desert, one of the most desolate
places on Earth, the antelope once played and
broad rivers flowed. In a 1989 paper in Science,
Vance used the SIR images to document the
geology of the Tule Springs area, Clark County,
Indications of Vance's breadth can be
found in his Curriculum Vitae. His abilities as
a geochemist and radiocarbon scientist are
hinted at by the fact that Paul Damon was his
advisor, but many of his colleagues don't
timing of the climate change that dried the
rivers and drove away the antelope and the
Acheulian people who hunted them.
realize that Vance helped run the UA
Breadth, hard work, and creativity. That's
Radiocarbon Laboratory from 1965 -1968
what I remember from Bill Dickinson's
before joining the faculty of Southern
recognition of Vance Haynes in 1990.
Methodist Univ. And, many of us might be
C. Vance Haynes
by Owen Davis
surprised to learn of Vance's "hard rock,
economic" training at the Colorado School
of Mines (G.E. Degree, 1956) and his early
career as a mining engineer from 1958 -1962.
To breadth, add hard work. It wasn't his
I can still feel the excitement of the
I departmental ceremony, in the fall of 1990,
that recognized C. Vance Haynes' induction
dissertation that made his career, it was his
ability to make his own luck. Inspired by the
Lehner Ranch Clovis Indian site near Sierra
into the National Academy of Sciences. It was
Vista, Vance and fellow graduate student Pete
held in the atrium of the Gould- Simpson
Building and faculty, students, and well -
Mehringer decided to prospect for another
wishers from Geosciences and Anthropology
the tributaries of the San Pedro River,
filled the room. It was the first honor of the
downstream Lehner Ranch. And, damned if
they didn't find the largest, best -preserved
zenith of national prominence for our
Paleoindian site. So, they started walking -out
program. True, it was quickly followed by Bill
Dickinson's induction, and there were other
ceremonies around campus for both Vance
association of humans and extinct mammoths
and Bill, but that first ceremony is the one
is still not written, but for the hundreds of
scientists who have visited the site, Murray
Springs has come to symbolize Vance's
that sticks in my mind.
Vance richly deserves that recognition.
Not since Ernst Antevs has one of our faculty
rose to such national and international
prominence in his discipline. It would be
in America -the Murray Springs site! Vance
excavated it so completely that the final report
profound insight and scientific industry.
To breadth and hard work, add creativity.
Vance was born in Spokane, WA, February 29,
virtually unthinkable for someone to publish
a serious investigation of a Paleoindian site in
the new world without Vance visiting it and
1928, and "saw the world" as the son of a
military officer. Those who know of Vance's
carefully reviewing the stratigraphy and
battlefields in Wyoming, and his private
interests in muskets, rifles, and cannon,
radiocarbon dates associated with evidence
for human occupation. The 1997 Science
professional interest in 19th century
significant ... because of his stature as a
leading Clovis expert." "I was the heavy,"
probably also know of his childhood travels.
However, it is the translation of that interest
to unique research that sets Vance apart. His
approach to understanding the 1868 battle
on the Washira River between Black Kettle's
Vance recalls.
band of Cheyenne and the 7th Cavalry (a
review of the Monte Verde Site in Chile
proclaims, "his (Vance's) epiphany is indeed
Betty Hupp with Greek amphora at Ashmolean
Museum, Oxford University, UK. Photo courtesy
of Peter Kresan.
Betty Hupp
precursor to Custer's Last Stand) illustrates his
particular meld of genius and interest. With Larry
Eormer Geosciences Program Coordinator,
Betty Hupp, has retired after 17 1 /2 years
at UA to devote more time to her passion for
travel. She saw much of the USA as an Air
discipline -bound of my colleagues. He has
never been afraid to follow his interests even
Anovitz's help and a lot of Electron Beam
Force wife before joining the Geosciences staff,
Microprobe time, he was able to trace each shell
if it meant that he failed to get some academic
casing found in the ground to an individual
report turned in on time. He is a member of
combatant's behavior on the battlefield.
and since then has concentrated on annual
trips to Europe whenever she could arrange
How does one get that kind of
reputation? Breadth. Vance is the least
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My adopted father was first a school
principal (how would you like to attend a
Betty's interests in Art, Architecture and
Archaeology have been nourished by her
travels to the UK, Portugal, Germany, Italy,
Greece and Turkey (before this summer's
deadly earthquake). In 1997, she and
grade school where your father was
principal ?), then a university professor
(wouldn't you study hard and make good
math grades, too, if your father was in the
daughter Alison flew to Istanbul, drove down
math department ?).
My mother was so proud of her only son.
"You'll go far," she often said. How true. I spent
a couple of field seasons on Ellesmere Island,
visited China, India, even southern Argentina
all the way down to where the penguins live.
Before graduation, I was a summer intern
the West Coast of Turkey and ferried by jetboat
to Rhodes. Flying to Crete and the Aegean
islands, and driving from Athens and Delphi
on mainland Greece through the Peloponnese
peninsula, could only be described as a
movable, archaeological feast. Of course,
Greek and Turkish foods were inspirational as
With sometime travel companion, Peter
Kresan, Betty has made pilgrimages to many
at Lamont Geological Observatory. Paul
Damon was just finishing his dissertation there.
Though I knew it not then, this fortunate
sites of geologic interest including Mount
overlap would set my destiny. My first public
Vesuvius, Puzzuoli of Bradyseism fame, the Kt boundary in Gubbio, Italy, and Sicily's active
scientific presentation and peer- reviewed
publication on lead isotopes in ore deposits
resulted from my MS at Columbia. The right
volcano, Mount Etna. Among last year's
highlights in Scotland were Siccar Point on
the East coast near Edinburgh, Aran Isle, the
Isle of Skye, the Moine Thrust at Inchnadampf
and the bleak, beautiful Outer Hebrides Islands
in the far northwest.
Rounding out their
itinerary were side trips to the Isle of Man and
ten awesome days touring some of the fjords
and glaciers of Norway. While in Oslo, they
visited the Fram Museum of Polar exploration,
and presented the director with a video tape
of Dr. Laurence M. Gould's Antarctic sledge
This fall, Betty and daughters Roxanne
and Melanie are again visiting friends in
France, Italy, and Austria. They anticipate a
very special reunion with Anne and Olivier
Merle in Clermont -Ferrand, France. (Olivier
did graduate work with George Davis in Bryce
Canyon in the early 90s.) Their plans are to
mix of fright and exhilaration therefrom,
Austin Long
We intended to prepare a biographical article to
mark Austin's retirement, and asked Austin for
suitable information. As usual, he was slow in
responding, but while he was out we found this
document on the floor of his office. Having
nothing better, and being in no position to doubt
the accuracy of the contents, we reprint it here.
though I knew it not at the time, was surely a
sign of things to come.
Having just joined the UA faculty in 1957,
Paul was charged with, among other things.
redesigning the UA radiocarbon dating
laboratory. For a variety of reasons, "solid
carbon" radiocarbon technology had a short
half life. The lab would be replaced with a gas
proportional system, and as radiocarbon was
only one of his charges, Paul invited me to be
one of his graduate students. Thus began a
professional relationship and friendship that
continues today.
I was able to help Paul set up the carbon
Contrary to my first wife's opinion, rather
dioxide proportional counters, get the
than a dark and stormy night, I first saw
daylight and voiced a protest on a clear, but
cold Saturday morning. It was almost a
laboratory up and rerunning, and get an ABD
as well. The interruption began in 1963 when
the Smithsonian Institution invited me to head
leave the beaten paths in Paris, Provence and
fortnight before the winter solstice on the
their new radiocarbon dating laboratory.
the Riviera with local friends as guides, and
hopefully get in some kayaking, rock climbing
and /or mountaineering along the way. Mind
you, most of these feats of physical prowess
Downtown Washington, DC in the mid 1960s
was an interesting place to be at an interesting
are in the vicarious realm for Betty who prefers
North Texas plains. Mother later related that
it was curious that the chilly breeze seemed
not to faze the 14 black crows perched in the
shallow snow, and that they formed a crude
crescent in strong contrast on the ground. My
to punctuate her sightseeing with ballet,
present wife was also born on a cold Saturday,
The tutelage and generosity of Tom
concerts and Europe's fabulous museums.
on my sixth birth anniversary. Fortunate
coincidences and curious portents have
Herring at the Carnegie Geophysical
punctuated my life, which this briefly
analyses of carbon. Association with the UA
My grandmother had much influence on
colleagues to include stable carbon, oxygen,
my development, as did the second World
War. She taught me principles of life and
isotope and tritium analyses in the process of
proper behavior through fables and life
studying geological, hydrological, and
anecdotes. Whether these stories came from
botanical systems.
When Betty and Roxanne return to
Tucson in November, Melanie will continue
on an extended, around -the -world trip with
multiple opportunities for Betty to rendezvous
in Thailand, Bali, Australia, New Zealand and
the South Pacific next year. After that, anyone
for Eastern Europe, the Far East, Africa or South
for a UA faculty position was even more
Laboratory enabled me to make stable isotope
ultimately allowed us, our students and
hydrogen, sulfur and even chlorine stable
memory or were created on the spot is not
Another fortunate association was with
important. They still impressed me and
probably frightened me into fairly good
the Dept. of Hydrology and Water Resources.
behavior throughout my early years, at least.
included many other hydrophiles in HWR. The
realization that environmental isotope studies
can not only help us address questions of social
The War? Mostly frugality at the time, and
ultimately a quest for explanations for tragic
events. Working in Washington, DC during
the Kennedy years reinforced the latter.
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Fall 1999
It began with Stan Davis, but ultimately
importance but also give graduate and
undergraduate students an employment
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the exhilaration of challenge overrode the
extra effort. As of my retirement, Tim Jull
advantage, helped focus on the direction of
recent and current research.
assumed the editorship.
Now to address the question: Does life
exist after retirement?
I guess that depends on how you define
From 1989 until retirement I had the
privilege of becoming editor of the journal
Radiocarbon. By another fortunate
coincidence, in 1989 we acquired significant
space off campus for laboratory processing of
radiocarbon samples as well as housing the
journal. Working with outstanding managing
editors Renee Kra and David Sewell meant that
the editor's role was mostly as it should be;
continued work on projects you find
challenging, and helping advise students who
are excited about their projects, then I am still
very much alive. And throughout this process
of doing things, and even now, continuing to
do things that enhance life, my wife Karen
makes it possible and worthwhile.
If you define it as a continual series of
Last month a grandchild in northern
deadlines, grading papers, endless committee
Arizona called. Among other things (soccer,
meetings, anguished students, and frantic
new girl in school, classes -in about that
parents certain their precious ones are being
singled out for cruel and unusual homework,
then I have no life. If, however, life to you is
order), he mentioned that he had seen some
crows in the yard, looked like they were in a
half circle.
DICK JONES Cont'd from p. 19
unfenced, and one trip heading for Gallup nearly terminated in the
middle of a horse herd which slid down the bank and bolted across
the road, but fortunately students, car, and horses came through
Our mapping was done in the fine exposed sedimentary section,
Permian through Upper Cretaceous, across the Defiance monocline
at Hunter's Point. There were side excursions to the Hopi Buttes volcanic
field and to the diatreme at Buell Park. The people of the Navajo
Nation were quite friendly, and near the end of the field camp we
were treated to a Navajo feast of mutton stew and fried bread at
Window Rock.
At the conclusion of the season we took a trip across the dusty
reservation roads, riding in a couple of Chevy carry-ails which had
open canvas sides for air conditioning and to let the dust in. After 200
miles or so we had collectively ingested enough to have a good start
on a brick wall. The trip went through Chinle and Canyon de Chelly,
Third Mesa and the ancient Hopi village of Walpi, Coal Canyon
mine we saw what remained of the great Colorada pipe, vast open
stopes like cathedrals, so wide that a cap light didn't illuminate the far
wall. In the workings peripheral to the stopes there were batteries of
air -powered diamond drills boring blast holes, so noisy that it was
impossible to talk even shouting into one's ear. In the geological office
we caught a glimpse of the meticulous way that the all- Mexican staff,
headed by Ruben Velasco, recorded the mine geology using the classic
Anaconda methods pioneered by Reno Sales at Butte.
Our return trip was via Nogales, where one half of our group
learned that complete truthfulness with the Feds at the border was
not always the best policy. That is Spence Titley's story, and I'll leave it
for him to relate.
Away from the confines of the department, geology students and
faculty would congregate around two or three tables in the northwest
corner of the Student Union, not far from the coffee urns. For modern
historical archaeologists, this would lie someplace back in the food
service area of Fiddlee Fig. It would be fitting if a suitable marker,
(deposits eventually mined by Peabody), and the Grand Canyon. We
perhaps a Student Union ashtray or a 50s era steel beer can,
stopped over at the Museum of Northern Arizona in Flagstaff and
then doubled back via Route 66, visiting all of the interesting things
along the way. We economic geology students had to be satisfied
with coal and a visit to a uranium mine near Kayenta, but uranium
was a hot commodity at that time (no pun intended).
appropriately inscribed, could be placed to commemorate the spot
Economic geology students at Arizona now have a lot more
opportunities for travel than we had in the 50s, but as undergraduates
we were able to visit Silver Bell, when the Oxide and El Tiro pits were
newly opened, and the old Copper Queen underground mine and
the Lavender pit at Bisbee. Bisbee was an overnight trip, and we were
put up in the classy old Copper Queen Hotel. A good party was had
by most, but the good times were paid for the next morning, when
we had to be at the Junction shaft at 7 am to go down when the shift
went down. When the cage got to the bottom level after a rapid
descent, 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. Between
that, the heat, the smell of oxidizing sulfides, and the effects of the
previous night's revelry, there were a lot of mossy -green faces among
the students. In spite of all that, it was very impressive to walk into the
development headings and see solid masses of chalcopyrite and bornite
exposed in the face. My friend Jon Browne, close to 6' 8" tall, was a
little nervous about the 440 -volt trolley wire next to his ear, especially
with the floor and track wet with acid mine water, but he enjoyed the
spacious 8 -foot square- set -timbered stopes.
The following year, the Advanced Ore Deposits class visited the
mine at Cananea, Sonora, driving down through Naco. We were put
up overnight in Anaconda's guest accommodations and rose in the
morning tasting sulfur dioxide. The smelter stack was rather short and
the wind sometimes blew the smoke into town. Underground in the
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for posterity, as many geological problems were argued and sometimes
resolved on that hallowed ground.
Student Union coffee at that time was pretty bad (there were
rumors that the janitorial mops soaked in the urns overnight) but it
kept the nerves twitching enough to ensure wakefulness in class.
There wasn't much in the way of organized recreational activity
within the department other than annual picnics, always well attended.
Often, on the spur of the moment, a few individuals would head out
after late night study sessions to the Poco Loco on East Speedway for
cheap draft beer and hot dogs or tamales, or downtown to Li'l Johns
for great pizza and garlic bread.
There was a group, myself included, consisting of a core of
geologists, a few degenerate anthropologists, and assorted camp
followers, which often gathered of a Friday evening to swill beer and
sing folk songs. These tended toward the very raunchy as the evening
progressed, about which no more will be said, to protect the guilty.
The same renegades were also known to go caroling at Christmas, led
by Jack (Angus) Cunningham and his bagpipes.
Here's a toast (beverage of your choice) to all of the Geo- people at the
UA, past and present, and especially to those who have 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 cholla there all have rubber needles.
It's been an eventful half century.
The University of Arizona /Geosciences Newsletter
Fall 1999
Spring 1999 Degrees Awarded
Tiffni R. Bond Ethan J. Caldwell Kerry Rae Caruthers
Gabriel Cisneros James Alan Foulks Seth Steven Gering
Deborah Elaine Glogoff Aiko Kondo Matthew Scott Spurlin Michael Joseph Uchrin
The nucleation and
evolution of Riedel
shear zones as
deformation bands in
porous sandstone. 53p.
George Davis.
A palynological analysis
of part of Death Valley
core DV93 -1: 166 -114
KA. 106p. Owen Davis.
(not pictured)
Magmatic evolution and geochemistry of
the Piedras Verdes deposit, Sonora, Mexico.
114p. Joaquin Ruiz.
An exploratory survey of
the experimental
determination of the
activity of jadeite
component in binary
(jadeite -hedenbergite)
pyroxene: implications
for geothermobarometry of eclogites.
59p. Jibamitra Ganguly.
Time -space variations in
Mesozoic and Cenozoic
meteoric waters,
southwestern North
America. 53p. Mark
Geophysical applications
in compressional
orogens. 116p. Robert
The central Andean
Altiplano -Puna magma
body. 36p. George
Paleoclimate studies for
controversial continental
paleogeographies: the
application of spherical
geodesic grids and
climate models to
Gondwana's Devonian
apparent polar wander
path. 873p. Judith
Biochronology and
magnetostratigraphy of
the Pliocene Panaca
Formation, southeast
Nevada. 351 p. Everett
The Silence of the Clams:
effects of upstream
diversion of Colorado
River water on the
estuarine bivalve mollusc
Mulinia coloradoensis.
31p. Karl Flessa.
Broadband regional
waveform modeling to
investigate crustal
structure and tectonics of
the central Andes. 168p.
Geologic control of Sr
Paleo- upwelling and the
and major element
chemistry in Himalayan
rivers, Nepal. 26p. Jay
distribution of Mesozoic
marine reptiles. 456p.
Judith Parrish.
The University of Arizona /Geosciences Newsletter
Fall 1999
Susan Beck.
Geochemistry of lower
Paleozoic host rocks for
sediment- hosted gold
deposits, western U.S.A.
124p. Spencer Titley.
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