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Benjamin Lax - Interviews on
a Life in Physics at MIT
Benjamin Lax - Interviews on
a Life in Physics at MIT
Understanding and Exploiting the
Effects of Magnetic Fields on Matter
Introduction 1
3 C
ollege Days—Brooklyn College and
Cooper Union, 1936–1942 41
4 A
rmy Days and the MIT Radiation Laboratory,
1942–1945 53
6 P
ostdoctoral Work at Air Force Cambridge Research
Laboratories, 1949–1951 89
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viii ◾ Contents
Notes 201
Acknowledgments 245
Index 249
ix
x ◾ Benjamin Lax
Education
1941 BS, Mechanical Engineering, Cooper Union Institute of
Technology
1941 1st Lieutenant, Officer Candidate School, Fort
Monmouth, New Jersey
1949 PhD, Physics, Massachusetts Institute of Technology
Positions
1936–1937 Student, Brooklyn College
1937–1941 Student, Cooper Union Institute of Technology
1941 Curtiss- Wright Corporation, Buffalo, New York
1941–1942 US Army Corps of Engineers, New York City
1942 Summer graduate student in mathematics, Brown
University
1942–1946 US Army Air Corps, Radar Officer, assigned to MIT
Radiation Laboratory
1946 Consultant, Sylvania Electric Products, Boston
1946–1949 Graduate student, Department of Physics, MIT
1946–1951 US Air Force Cambridge Research Laboratories, Staff
Member
1951–1953 Staff Member, MIT Lincoln Laboratory
1953–1955 Leader, Ferrites Group, MIT Lincoln Laboratory
1955–1957 Leader, Solid State Group, MIT Lincoln Laboratory
1957–1958 Associate Head, Communications Division, MIT
Lincoln Laboratory
1958–1964 Head, Solid State Division, MIT Lincoln Laboratory
1960–1981 Founding Director, MIT Francis Bitter National Magnet
Laboratory
1964–1965 Associate Director, MIT Lincoln Laboratory
1965–1986 Professor of Physics, MIT
1981–2015 Director Emeritus and Physicist, MIT Francis Bitter
National Magnet Laboratory
1986–2015 Professor Emeritus of Physics, MIT
Summary, Life and Career ◾ xiii
Selected Participations
1957–1959 Associate Editor, Journal of Applied Physics
1960–1963 Associate Editor, Physical Review
1959-1974 Associate Editor, Microwave Journal
1963–1967 Member, Council, American Physical Society, Member,
Executive Committee, American Physical Society, Solid
State Division
1964–1981 Member, IEEE-APS-OSA Joint Council on Quantum
Electronics
1966–1968 Chair, IEEE- APS-
OSA Joint Council on Quantum
Electronics
1970 Chair, Organizing Committee, 10th International
Conference on the Physics of Semiconductors,
Cambridge, Massachusetts, August 17–21, 1970
1970–1981 Member, Solid State Science Panel, National Research
Council
Family
1940 Becomes a US citizen, June 8, New York City
1942 Marries Blossom Cohen, February 11, New York City
1948 Son Daniel R. Lax born
1950 Son Robert M. Lax born
Acronyms and
Abbreviations
AC Alternating Current
AFCRL Air Force Cambridge Research Laboratories
AFOSR Air Force Office of Scientific Research
APS American Physical Society
CCNY City College of New York
CERN Conseil Européen pour la Recherche Nucléaire (European
Organization for Nuclear Research)
DC Direct Current
IEEE Institute of Electrical and Electronics Engineers
IF Intermediate Frequency
IRE Institute of Radio Engineers
LED Light Emitting Diode
LORAN Long Range Navigation
MIT Massachusetts Institute of Technology
NACA National Advisory Committee for Aeronautics
NASA National Aeronautics and Space Administration
NMR Nuclear Magnetic Resonance
NRL Naval Research Laboratory
NSF National Science Foundation
NYU New York University
OCS Officer Candidate School
ONR Office of Naval Research
OSA Optical Society of America
PPI Plan Position Indicator, a type of radar display
PX Post Exchange
RF Radio Frequency
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Acronyms and Abbreviations ◾ xv
1
2 ◾ Benjamin Lax
3
4 ◾ Benjamin Lax
There were some nice houses along there. In one of them was a rea-
sonably well-to-do businessman who had a beautiful daughter, whose
name was Magda. I always admired her at a distance. I think she was about
my age.
My recollection is that right in front of our house was a big open area
called the Buzater, which essentially is an open area. Regularly, about once
a month, the peasants used to come there during the summer with their
wagons and horses to sell vegetables and all sorts of goods. This was an
exciting time. We watched the horses. We always admired the horses. In
the 1920s you never saw automobiles except on rare occasions. Most of the
roads were dirt roads.
On our street, on the opposite side beyond the Buzater, opposite my
friend’s house whose father owned the grocery store, was a woodwork
shop, a big shop, where they used to make furniture. I used to love to watch
them. It always fascinated me. Beyond our house, beyond the garden, past
the gardens of the monastery and the vegetable garden of our landlord,
were open fields where we used to play soccer with the other children. So
this was a very interesting area.
When you went away in the other direction on Szeles Utza, you went
up a hill and then, when you turned right, you went up another hill. My
grandfather’s home was up there. If you kept climbing that hill, there were
many mulberry trees that I used to love to climb as I got a little older.
We used to visit our grandfather, my maternal grandfather. They lived
there with their daughters, my mother’s sisters. He had a tavern. Peasants
and others used to come and drink. He also had a lot of wine. He had a
wine cellar, just beyond the house under the hill, just beyond the house. It
was a very interesting rural area.
The next interesting incident that I remember was when I think I was
about five years old, four and a half maybe … it was sometime after the
blind lady’s incident … airplanes flew overhead. In Hungarian we used
to call them repulo. I remember standing there with my father. My father
told me these were Russian planes. The reds were trying to infiltrate into
Hungary. In fact, they came at one time and confiscated my father’s cow,
which he had for the children, which he kept in the stable. They took the
cow that provided milk for us. So those are my earliest recollections.
finished and we’d walk home. The synagogue we went to was not far from
our school. We’d cross this little bridge that was over a little river between
the main street and the school. Then we’d go across this big field, which
was called the Buzater, where peasants used to bring their wares and sell
their goods and products. In fact, that was also the area where during the
summer the circus would put up its tents. It was a big open area in front
of our house and in front of the Roman Catholic Church or the Greek
Catholic Church, whatever it was.
So, this time of the year, I think it was in the fall, this big field was wide
open. The circus and the peasants would come in the summer. I think this
mad dog incident happened in the fall, approaching winter. As we were
walking there, my father said, “There’s a mad dog.” The dog was heading
directly toward us, and you could see the froth on his mouth. It wasn’t a
big dog, and somehow my father hurried us up and we got out of the way.
It was a scary thing because mad dogs attack people. There were
occurrences in Europe at that time of rabies. So we were kind of scared, and
fortunately we weren’t too far from our home, and there was a metal gate
there, although I think this dog could have gotten through it. We closed it.
Apparently the dog went by us. That was one of the scariest things I ever
saw, because he was heading straight toward us, but somehow my father
managed to get us away from it. We all were pretty mobile. I think it was
myself, and my two other brothers. I don’t think my oldest brother was
with us, but Ernest and I think Dave were with us.
It turns out that our particular young woman had gotten together with
one of the men and had a child by him. In fact, she had to work to support
the child. They never got married.
Most of these peasants were uneducated. I don’t think they even went
to high school. They came from the farmlands. They often didn’t own the
farms. Some of the wealthier people owned the farms, and they just merely
helped to till the soil.
My uncle, my godfather, who lived just below the Czechoslovak border,
had such a farm. He used to hire these peasants to cut the wheat, and take
in the fruit from his orchards. He used to make brandy. So all these peasant
people would live in these villages.
This was a village north of Miskolc, and during the summer I would go
there. At the end of the summer the peasants would reap the wheat, cut
the wheat and stack it up, and put it into these machines that separated
the straw from the wheat. But on Sunday these guys would really dress
up fancy.
The land was usually owned by others. For example, my uncle owned
a lot of land. By European standards he was a wealthy man. He even
owned a townhouse in our town. He was a shrewd man. He also owned
a bar. The peasants would come in on Sunday and drink, and gypsies
would come in and play music, and it was a gay time. I remember I used
to peek in to see these grown men whooping it up. But their children
used to chase me all the time. Once they caught me and they started
whipping me. So apparently these peasants were brought up this way, to
be anti-Semitic.
Further down the street from this school was a Hebrew school, so
after the regular school, around three o’clock, we went to the Hebrew
school for a couple of hours to study the Bible in Hebrew, translated from
Hungarian, and so on. This went on until 1924 when my father left for
America.
and said that he thought the best of the lot died. I’m sure Erno was the
brightest.
Studies Hebrew
During that time, as I went through Hebrew school, an elementary school,
I was precocious. One of the Hebrew teachers decided to teach me at the
age of nine how to read the Torah.
We always went to synagogue on Saturday with my grandfather, to a
private home, part of which was converted to a synagogue, to pray. There
they read the Torah during the prayers. At the end of the prayers there was
a special passage which anybody could read, even a child. At the age of
nine, I learned to read this, and this is done with intonation. The Torah,
which is read in the temple, has certain symbols that tell you how to read
this in a singsong. Apparently I had a good ear for music. I learned all this
under the tutelage of this teacher, and to my grandfather’s great surprise,
I volunteered to read it at the week that this particular passage was due, and
I did it. He was very proud.
My mother wrote my father, who was so pleased he sent me $3 for me
to spend. I didn’t spend it. I gave it to my mother. Three dollars was a lot of
money. She could use it for the benefit of the family.
a sight I saw many years later when I returned to Hungary. It was quite
a sight.
Then one of the peasant boys came along and threatened to beat the two
of us up. Of course, two of us were there and he had no chance. But this was
typical of what happened in Hungary. I mean, these children, I don’t know
whether their parents influenced them that it was legitimate to beat up
Jewish boys. Anyway, he couldn’t do anything because we were two wiry,
strong kids. We didn’t, let’s say, beat him up, but we held him in a head lock,
and that was that.
But that happened time and again. Not just there, it also happened in
America, as I’ll tell you later on. I’ve had at least three incidents in my
lifetime where some boys picked on me because I was a Jewish boy, par-
ticularly if I forgot to take my yarmulke off my head. You know what a yar-
mulke is ‒ a little cap. But it wasn’t as frequent as it was in Hungary.
Language: English
By RANDALL GARRETT
A century ago, Apfahl was just one of those little backwater planets
that cluttered the fringes of the main streams of galactic trade. During
the early colonization of the planet, the great southern continent was
the only section of the new world that seemed worth colonizing. By
the end of the first three centuries, it was fairly well covered with
people, and those people had divided themselves into two groups.
The southernmost part of the continent, being closer to the pole, and
higher in altitude, was occupied by semi-nomadic herdsmen who kept
animals that could graze on the almost untillable tundra. The northern
peoples, on the other hand, became farmers.
As a result, the Apfahlians quarrelled over the rightful seat of the
colony government, and, after much strife, two capitals were set up,
and the country of Sudapfahl and the country of Nordapfahl glared at
each other across the boundary that separated them.
Just where the name Apfahl came from, no one is quite sure. Since it
was originally colonized by people from Vega IV, which in turn was
colonized directly from Earth by people of Old Germanic stock, an
attempt has been made to trace the name through that language. The
attempt has resulted in two schools of thought.
One school contends that the word comes from the Old Earth
German word Apfel, which means "apple"; the other school, with an
equally sound basis, insists that the name is derived from Abfall,
meaning "garbage." Which school of thought one follows seems to be
entirely dependent on whether one is an inhabitant of the planet or
has merely visited there.
Leland Hale was, perhaps, an exception to that rule; the first time he
saw it, hanging in the blackness a couple of hundred thousand miles
out of the forward plate of his expensive private ship, the planet
looked very much like an apple—ripe and ready for plucking.
Naturally.
Now, about all the average galactic citizen knows about Apfahl these
days is that it was the birthplace of Dachboden; as a matter of fact,
that's all anybody thought of it as a hundred years ago. Someone
says: "R. Philipp Dachboden, the Painter of Apfahl," and everyone
nods knowingly. But it would be worth your while to give five-to-one
odds against any given person being able to tell you what sector it's
in. And, actually, that's as it should be; aside from the fact that R.
Philipp Dachboden was born there, Apfahl has no claim whatever to
galactic prominence.
But it almost did. If it hadn't been for Leland Hale—
After lunch, Dr. Allen H. Dale informed Dr. Mier that, as he was a bit
fatigued from his trip, he would like to rest for a few hours. Mier
agreed whole-heartedly, and the two men made an appointment to
meet later in the afternoon for a tour of the Grosstat Museum of
Cultural History, and perhaps dinner and a few drinks afterwards.
After seeing his guest into his room, Dr. Mier strolled out of the hotel,
stepped into his car, and ordered the driver to take him to the
Museum. There were big things to be done. This new threat from the
south was not to be taken too lightly.
At the Museum—a huge, cold-looking, blocky granite structure—Mier
climbed out of his car, toiled up the broad stairs to the entrance, and
strolled rollingly in. On every side, flunkies, both in uniform and out,
bowed and scraped as the Great Man passed by. Dr. Mier reached
his book-lined office just as the telephone rang.
He picked up the instrument, a mechanism of ancient design
possessing no vision equipment, and announced that he was Dr.
Rudolf Mier.
"This is Lieutenant-Marshal Dilon, State Police. You have just
returned from lunch with a Dr. Allen H. Dale, purporting to be from the
Galactic Museum?"
"Why, yes; I just—What do you mean, purporting?"