People shouldn't be embarrassed just because they get caught acting a little silly.
I visited the Gymnasium in The Hague and passed my final examination (in the sciences section) in 1943.
My father was a schoolteacher and my mother came from a teacher's family.
My interest in matters more directly concerned with the handling of particles was growing, in the meantime, stimulated by many contacts with people understanding accelerators.
After developing a primitive theory (1968) I therefore did not pursue this subject. However, the work was taken up by others and in 1974 the first experiments were done in the ISR.
Nevertheless, if I have at times been able to make original contributions in the accelerator field, I cannot help feeling that to a certain extent my slightly amateur approach in physics, combined with much practical experience, was an asset.
At this time, my work on the SPS power supplies had just come to an end; I joined a study group on the pp project and an experimental team studying cooling in a small ring (ICE).
A writer is someone who can make a riddle out of an answer.
What's that?" "It looks like something from Linus. . . It is! He sent me a little birch-bark canoe from camp! He said he made it himself. . . Sometimes I think I don't deserve a nice brother like Linus. . . " "I have often thought the same thing. " "Dear Linus, please send me another canoe. The first one broke when I threw it at Charlie Brown.
Not far from the meeting's venue, at one of the famed Observatory Club tea meetings, Fred once started a talk by saying, 'Oh, Ooh, basically a star is a pretty simple thing. ' And from the back of the room was heard the voice of R. O. Redman, saying, 'Well, Fred, you'd look pretty simple too, from ten parsecs!
To my great surprise, I never heard anyone cry out in the disorder, even though they suffered in great agony. They died in silence, with no grudge, setting their teeth to bear it. All for the country!