George Stanford - In Memoriam
George Stanford really was a most unusual man. His actions, in fact his whole being reflected, I think, his essential goodness. Always kind, and to use a word once high praise, now no longer fashionable, always and in all ways, he had decency. It was innate - that was George. Unselfish always, helpful, modest, knowledgeable, intelligent of course, and tireless both in his work and in the causes he felt to be important. Of unfortunate qualities, he had none, except perhaps in giving others too much credit, both in the sense of assuming others had his own fine qualities, and in occasionally giving credit when indeed none was due.
George was my first friend when I came to Argonne in 1963. In those years we, and our wives, socialized out of work hours. George, without being in the least forward, helped us in every way he could in settling in to our new environment. And George remained that kind of a friend to us â€“ with myself, and my first wife, Dorothy - right up to the present. Active in promoting the qualities of the IFR technology, never impolite to others whose knowledge of the subject was a tiny fraction of his own, even when rudely challenged he simply patiently did his best to explain, and to leave some element of his knowledge with those challenging him. He was, as the British used to say, again in high praise, â€śa dear man.â€ť
I am extremely sorry to learn of his death. It is an inexpressible loss to all of us, words are inadequate.