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