J. Robert Oppenheimer
Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 4:30 pm
So I was kicking around the book store today during lunch, and came across a biography on J. Robert Oppenheimer titled "American Prometheus". Newsweek called it "The Definitive Biography" on Oppenheimer, and continued "Oppenheimer's life does not influence us...It haunts us.".
Maybe some of you have already read this...The reason I am posting it here is because there is an entire chapter dedicated to his life while on St. John in the mid-50's. It is Chapter thirty-nine, and is titled "It Was Really Like a Never-Never-Land".
A passage that I found interesting:
Maybe some of you have already read this...The reason I am posting it here is because there is an entire chapter dedicated to his life while on St. John in the mid-50's. It is Chapter thirty-nine, and is titled "It Was Really Like a Never-Never-Land".
A passage that I found interesting:
Obviously, even without the St. John connection, this man's life story is a compelling one."During their first few visits, the Oppenheimers returned to their small guest house at Trunk Bay on the north shore of the island, owned by Irva Boulon. But in 1957, Robert bought two acres of land on Hawksnest Bay, a beautiful cove on the northwest tip of the island. The site lay just below a towering hump-shaped outcropping of rock known ironically, at least for Robert, as "Peace Hill". Palm trees dotted the cove's gently sloping white sand beach and the turquoise waters were filled with parrotfish, blue tang, grouper, and the occasional school of barracuda.
In 1958, Robert hired the eminent architect Wallace Harrison - who had helped design such landmarks as Rockefeller Center, the United Nations building and Lincoln Center - to design a spartan beach cottage, something of a Caribbean version of Perro Caliente. However, the contractor Robert hired for the project poured the foundation in the wrong spot - perilously close to the water's edge. (He claimed a donkey had eaten the surveyor's plans.) When finally built, the cottage consisted of one large rectangular room, sixty or seventy feet long, sitting atop a slab of concrete. The room was divided only by a four-foot high wall, setting off the sleeping area from the rest of the cottage. The floor was covered with pretty terra-cotta tiles. A well-equipped litchen and a small bathroom occupied the back of the structure. Shuttered windows let sunlight pour into the cottage from three sides. But the front of the cottage, facing the cove, was completely open - to the cove and to the island's warm trade winds. The house thus only had three walls, with a tin roof designed to roll down to cover the front of the structure during the hurricane season. They called it "Easter Rock", after the large, egg-shaped rock that sat perched atop Peace Hill.".
"American Prometheus" by Kai Bird and Martin J. Sherwin, pgs 566-567