One year ago, Frank got the Nobel phone call at 5:30 a.m. This year, one of those phone calls went to Roy Glauber, a Cambridge neighbor.
It’s full circle time–and, what a wonderful, funny (peculiar and ha-ha) year this has been.
- Fans of J Lo have besieged my husband for autographs.
- HRH Prince Carl Phillip of Sweden told me which kind of long underwear is best for the Ice Hotel (Middle weight, he said, and he was right.)
- Frank’s picture got added to Princeton’s Nobel gallery, a place we loved visiting, way back when we were courting.
- And I’m racing to sort out, by October 15, the rest of this year’s adventures for publication in a book with Frank!
Frank’s been invited to far more places than he could possibly go–and we’ve gone to far more of them than we probably should have. But how could we regret, despite battered suitcases now, and sometimes sore feet, all the places we’ve seen, the new things we’ve discovered, and wonderful people we’ve met?
Thank you, Nobel Foundation, for making this possible. And thank you, dear blogreaders all, for sharing this journey.