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My Best of Times: With Gregorio in Sheffield and Urbana 1954-1964

by Lorna B. Young

A POEM ON THE MOVE TO OXFORD: THOUGHTS ON MOVING UNIVERSITIES

(TUNE: JERUSALEM THE GOLDEN)

At Oxford in the autumn
With Krebs and Davies blest,
Beneath that contemplation
Sink heart and voice oppressed.
We know not, Oh! We know not,
What joys await us there?
Such intellectual splendour
What, what, beyond compare.

 

There are the folk at Oxford
Who are from care released,
For they have got their houses
With mortgage not increased.
But those from Sheffield
Have spent their widow’s mite
And thus remain forever
With bankruptcy in sight.

 

There are the folk at Sheffield
Who carry on their work,
Without us to assist them
We hope they will not shirk.
For they have got our benches
One polished up by Len.
And if this does not help them
They are inferior men.

 

There stand these labs at Oxford
All jubilant with song,
And bright with many a fellow
And all the college throng.
Their spires ever dreaming
Of cycles long since found.
Of where does citrate enter
To cycle round and round.

 

The worship at St Peter’s
No longer carries on,
For with the fallen idols
The aged priest has gone.
And in the fields Elysian
With others of his class
He joins the group of scholars
Like horses out to grass.

 

O’ sweet and blessed county
The home of Gods elect,
O’ sweet and blessed county
That eager hearts expect.
May Prof in mercy bring us
To that dear land of rest,
To live a life of comfort
With fortune ever blest.

Walter Bartley 1954

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Western Bank 1962

The new Hicks Building for Physics, dwarfing the Scala Cinema, shortly before the demolition of the latter

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706 W.Indiana Ave. at 8.30AM, one morning in 1963

SS Flandres

Lorna in her lab, Dept. Chem. & Chem. Eng., Univ of Illinois , April 1964

Professor Sir Hans Krebs Nobel Prize:
Celebration dinner in the* Old Staff Club (27.10.1953)

* Now "The University Arms" on Western Bank opposite the site of the demolished Scala

Standing Left to Right: Dr. Walter BARTLEY, Nigel BLUESO, Mrs. W. BARTLEY, Dr. John TEALE, Miss BROOK, Hugh KLEMPERER, Hilda MARSDEN, Alan RENSHAW, Reg HEMS, Ruth HEMS, Derek WILLIAMSON, Dr. & Mrs. E. ROWSELL

Row on Right, Front to Back: Brian DEAN, Lorna YOUNG, Brenda SUTTON
Ann STABLER, Dr & Mrs. M.A.G. KAYE, Dr. Paul ALLEN, Dr. John PEEL

With the KREBS family on the top table: W.S. PIERPOINT, Dr . Ivan OLIVER, Dr. Bob DAVIES

1st Row from Left, Front to Back: Dr. & Mrs. Michael GREENE, Prof. SMYTHE (Physiology) & Mrs. SMYTHE, Dr. & Mrs. Quentin GIBSON, Mr. & Mrs. G. FLETCHER, Ray HEYWORTH

2nd Row from Left, Front to Back: Dr. Ron WHITTAM, Terry, Jack, Dr. & Mrs. P. WALKER

3rd Row from Left, Front to Back: Gordon HAINES, Alf NICHOLSON, Roy, Dr. & Mrs. D.E. HUGHES, Margot KOGUT, Dr. B.A. FRY, Dr. Gregorio WEBER, ?Karl Price

(Identities courtesy of Lorna B. Young)  

I worked on the technical staff of the MRC Group within the Sheffield Biochemistry Department during its first period of big changes. Krebs had decided that the MRC Unit would move to Oxford: this decision was met with a certain coolness by almost all of the staff, and the feeling was not improved even after an advance party had travelled on a coach to sample the ambience of that ancient University. The thought of such a huge upheaval caused many misgivings, especially amongst the younger Sheffield people in our Group who had never lived or worked outside the city.

 

Soon after Gregorio arrived from Cambridge, I was assigned to help him with his research and the preparation of his undergraduate practical classes. The Departmental photograph taken in the first term after the Krebs departure (the ”Prof” had returned that session to give his lectures) shows Gregorio, as a very tall, dark and handsome figure, wearing a bow tie. He was powerfully-built, despite his rather sedentary life-style, and I can picture him now, walking with his long strides along the corridor between his lab and office, typically looking down towards the floor, and with head held on one side, thinking about some problem.

 

After eight years in the Department, during which I worked at all times with Gregorio, a second period of uncertainty was followed by another mass exodus. I left for America with the Weber family following Gregorio’s appointment to the University of Illinois in Urbana. So, from 1962, I worked with my “boss” over there for another two years. He then invited me to stay on, and said how much he would like me to stay longer, but by then I was ready to come back home to Sheffield. Of course, having previously been his technician for so long, I had become very used to his ways of working and familiar with many of the methods he employed in his research. More importantly, having been in the Sheffield Biochemistry Department for such a long time, I realised what a kind and wonderful “boss” he was, really excellent in every way: he really cared about others. In fact, it had been such an enjoyable time working with Gregorio, that it was not such a big step for me to decide to follow him on his departure for America.

 

We all went on the ship to America together: Gregorio, Shirley, the three girls and me. It was the SS Flandres, a Belgian cruise ship: Gregorio could not fly at that time as he had recently undergone eye surgery. In the evenings after dinner there would be the usual entertainment with dancing. Gregorio would never admit to be able to dance, however unlikely this would seem for an Argentinean! On one occasion some woman came along to ask him to dance with her. In an instant he claimed that he was so sorry but it was quite impossible for him to take to the dance floor as he had only that day broken his ankle! We were quite nonplussed by his rapid thinking.

On arrival in Urbana, I lived with the Weber family in their University-rented home at 708 W. Indiana Ave. This was within easy distance of the lab, and we would walk to work in the morning and back home in the evening. I suppose that it was only at this time that I really got to know Gregorio much better: in work at Sheffield he was always so busy, and anyway he was always rather a quietly gentle man.

I quickly got to know Shirley and the children very well. She was devoted to Gregorio and their three daughters, Alicia, Rosalind, and Juliet. That Rosalind was born disabled was a great blow to them. Shirley was very much an ex-English Public school and Swiss Finishing school person, very well-spoken, but also so friendly and helpful. When she met Gregorio, Shirley was in the Women’s Air Co. She was extremely kind to me, and we shared a lot of jokes about the Americans, I’m afraid! We also shared life’s ups and downs, together in a foreign country. We had lots of laughs about Alicia’s teen-age tantrums and boyfriends and Juliet’s frequent tears!

 

Shirley was a great asset when Gregorio had to entertain colleagues and other worthies. She was a superb cook and extremely good at entertaining guests. In this context a funny family incident comes to mind. One evening a very eminent scientist had come to dinner and, when it came time for dessert, Juliet quickly grabbed the cream and was suitably admonished and told that visitors came first. With that, she watched with big eyes wide open, while our guest took his cream, whereupon the eyes opened further and she said in a loud and very English voice “Oooo, haven’t you taken a lot. Will there be any left for anyone else?” The eyes quickly filled with tears when the wrath of God and all present fell upon her!

 

One very hot summer night in Urbana a bat was discovered to have flown into the sitting room. We were all horrified, but Alicia in particular was hysterical and immediately seized a tea-towel and covered her head with it. This amused Gregorio greatly and he laughed and said she looked like a mediaeval clown !! He had a great sense of humour and of the bizarre !

 

Their house was beautifully decorated and furnished in English Victorian style, with many exquisite pieces brought over from England and there was no television. Like so many academics, Gregorio was very much immersed in his work, and I can imagine that in the evenings he might not always be such good company, often spending long hours working out his results, while Shirley was reading. It was after the children had left home to live away, that I suppose their parent’s lives must have become quite separate. However, it was a great surprise to us to hear that they had become divorced so late in life, and after so many years together.

As is very typical of most Professors, Gregorio was often absent-minded. This meant that he was very good at inadvertently not answering letters, and he would even occasionally forget about important arrangements that he had made. For instance, sometimes when a friend rang the lab for me, and he took the call, such would be his preoccupation with his current experiment that he would forget to pass on the message to me or to anyone else! Naturally this could lead to some missed appointment and be quite embarrassing. But I always found it was easy to forgive such small omissions, as I always thought how lucky I was to be working with such a considerate and helpful person. Gregorio was medically qualified from his University in Buenos Aires, but he never talked about the fact, and neither did others. However I was reminded that he had not forgotten what it takes, when on one occasion I had something in my eye. He rolled back my eyelid most expertly and quickly sorted out the problem. And again when we were in Chicago for a meeting, I suddenly felt very unwell. Gregorio’s diagnosis of “German Measles” turned out to be completely correct and I became confined to my Hotel room.

Many of the people who were working with us in the Sheffield Department are not easy to find now. Stan Ainsworth was an academic staff member who worked with Gregorio, I think now might be living in France. Jim Longworth, Gregorio’s research student in Sheffield, now works in the Physics Department at Chicago Tech., and Rod Bennett, one of Vince Massey’s protégés, is long retired. Both would no doubt be good sources of stories from the good old days, as would Audrey White. Sonia Anderson, whom I got to know well in Urbana was one of the first I met in the fluorescence group there, and is still working in science.

And now more than forty years on, many old friends are no longer with us. Gregorio’s closest collaborator was John Teale. He was always full of fun and would have had lots of good stories to tell, but sadly he died in his early seventies: Jennifer, his widow might be helpful, as she knew Gregorio quite well. Gregorio and John would cross Western Bank together to have lunch at the Staff House: on the way back, Gregorio would often buy a packet of “peppermint lumps” and offer them around on his return to the Department in the afternoon.

 

Sometimes they worked together with the late (Professor Sir) George Porter FRS, who moved on to become Director of The Royal Institution in London in 1966, was awarded the Nobel Prize for Chemistry in 1967,and later became President of the Royal Society and Lord Porter of Luddenham): ”Handsome Georgie Porter”, Gregorio used to call him! A superb lecturer and an equally impressive ballroom dancer, George became a star television performer. His BBC series on thermodynamics is a classic of science TV broadcasting, and many still remember his Friday night lectures at the RI.

 

John Teal was employed on a series of contracts from the U. S. Army Research and Development Corps, and at the time we could not understand why Gregorio refused eventually to support renewal. In retrospect however, it is now easy to see that the senior scientist always had the career of his junior partner at heart, and harboured no wish to keep John working forever in his Mentors shadow. This was an expression of his concern for the well being of others, so typical of Gregorio: he was always genuinely interested in doing the best for those in his charge. John soon became a lecturer in the University of Birmingham.


When the Sheffield Department underwent it’s “brain-drain”, Colin Greenwood (Quentin Gibson’s research student) and his wife Pat, went with Quentin to Britton Chance’s Department of Biophysics at U Penn in Philadelphia. Colin later returned to England and eventually became a Professor in the University of East Anglia.

 

As well as becoming one of the world’s leaders in research on cytochrome oxidases and also like Quentin, Colin was highly adept at the invention and construction of mechanical and electronic equipment, very important skills for the building of the equipment used in their rapid-reaction studies.

 

Colin, who died in 2007, was a wonderful gentleman; charming, quietly spoken and shy, a very popular member of our Department, a great friend of Gregorio and to us all.

 

The Sheffield Biochemistry Department was a great place to be in the late 1950’s and early 60’s. It was full of very special and memorable people, and the students and staff were one big happy family. Many of us thought of Gregorio as the senior person in this family, not only as the source of knowledge and reliable advice, but also as a tower of strength. Unlike many who have big scientific reputations, he was so unassuming, caring, and kind.

Colin Greenwood at the University of Pennsylvania

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