This weekend I visited my great uncle Lodewijk Woltjer. He lives for three months or so in the south of France near an observatory.
After I
got out from the shower after the pool I was out on the porch talking to
Lo.
I asked him about my family,
his work, and anything I could think of that would get him to talk.
My Uncle Lo is an astronomer. At 56 he
retired.
He worked for ESO (European Southern Observatory), La
Silla Observatory in Chile as well as for the European group on the Hubble.
He recounted stories of his time
working in Chile where there is a large observatory. Originally there was an observatory
about 500 km from Santiago. Then another observatory was built a little further
away.
Finally Lo went out at some
point and drove through the deserts and the mountains and found a spot, high on
a mountain so as not to have the effects of the atmosphere and today there is
an observatory on top of a mountain that my Uncle Lo discovered that is
American, European and Japanese shared
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/La_Silla_Observatory.
Lo now works on the influence of human
life on our earth and how long humans can continue to survive on the
world/earth they have created.
He
recently published a book that he co-authored with a Frenchman about the
existence of humans and the fragility and survivability of humanity on Earth.
The book titled
Surviving Centuries: Can We Do It? Lo says that while the book is
not projected to a completely academic audience, it is for an educated one and
recently the book has begun to be translated into Chinese.
He gave a talk in 2009 that can be
found on YouTube that discusses this exact theme.
Lo said that while his co-author is French, his French is
not writable, however his speaking French is impeccable, even my host mother in
Avignon thinks so.
Lo said that he
lost interest in astronomy because human life and the environment seemed to
him, more applicable and more pertinent to the human condition and the future
of the world.
For this reason he
switched his focus in the 1980s as he began researching for this new book.
But Lo remembers that when his mother
went to church, his father would bring him up to his study and at age 6 or so,
open up the Encyclopedia Britannica and show him images of the stars and
galaxies.
Lo worked also for the Observatoire
de Haute-Provence in Saint-Michel in the town he lives in for three months
during the summer in the south of France.
This observatory is not as successful as it once was because funding is
hard to come by.
The station was
started because there was a rich woman from America who inherited a lot of
money (from a family like Colgate).
She married an Egyptian man who wanted his own money to be spent on the
other women he indulged in but he needed a profitable business with which to
place his money.
So he decided to
build an observatory before the war (World War II) and he first looked in
Geneva but couldn’t find anything.
He came to the south of France and found this spot in Saint-Michel and
built this observatory, which still stands today.
This observatory is also the same spot that recently spotted
a planet outside of our galaxy that we know today.
The observatory is placed halfway up a mountain which Lo
says was erroneous as the cold wet atmosphere runs down the mountain creating
problems for the telescopes and therefore the observatory is not as effective
as it could be.
The Mistral also
poses problems and degrades the quality of the atmosphere for viewing. For
these reasons, the La Silla Observatory has become the prominent research base
for the European Astronomers. If only, he says, they had placed the observatory
at the top, where one side of the mountain is a sheer cliff, maybe the
observatory could continue to be in use.
However with the discovery of this new planet, the observatory has 5-10
more years of funding and then who knows.
Lo says that if you look you can see 15 or so telescopes, but in reality
only 4 or 5 still are working.
I
asked Lo later in the evening, after two bottles of rosé, if he thought humans
were capable of surviving on our earth for much longer.
He said that if humans were careful and
continued to live a stable equitable lifestyle, we could continue to live.
However, he noted, that we must be
conscious of our production of agriculture and our use of water.
There is enough water in the world, but
the problem is a lack of pipelines, which are not always able to bring water,
that is pure and safe to areas that need it.
I then asked Lo if he saw the enormous orange moon from two
nights ago.
He said he did,
although the trees were in the way so it was difficult to see.
He said that the great size of the moon
is a trick of the eye and the brain and a mystery still.
He thinks it is a psychological process
that causes man to see the moon as very large. When in reality, the moon is no
bigger than usual.
I also talked to Lo about my grandmother, Anna, his sister. When I first sat down outside the porch
he said that I reminded him so much of Anna. And he said, when I laughed, that I was even more like
her. I never met my grandmother
and it brings tears of happiness and sadness to my eyes to bring back the
memory of her to my great uncle as I sit across from him. I have heard so many stories about her,
and even more tonight, but to hear that I remind him of her and that I look
just like her is a gift for both he and I. Anna was the rebellious daughter, Lo said. Margo, if she wanted to do something,
her mother let her do it, but Anna, not so much. Anna worked for what LO called, the UNRA, United Nations
Refugee Agency during the war where she met my grandfather, Janos. Janos was undocumented, as at the time
he did not have paperwork for is Hungarian citizenship. Anna was working as a psychologist with
refugees and children (Lo thinks) and at some point (that is still unclear to
me) Anna was stripped of her Dutch citizenship. My grandmother, Anna Woltjer was stateless. Not long after Anna met Janos they
boarded an immigration ship and came to America.
My apologies for my lack of writing in the past few weeks
but I've been traipsing across France and my time to relax has been few and far
between. I left Avignon yesterday
and I am now traveling with a great friend of mine in the French Riviera, the
start of my first real vacation and it has been absolutely spectacular. The Côte d’Azur is one of the most
beautiful coastal spots that I have seen in a long while. Our first two nights we are in a small
town outside of the hustle and bustle of Nice called Villefranche-sur-mer that
is quaint, with gorgeous beaches and perfect for the beginning of our short and
sweet vacation. Today we went to
Italy, to a small town called Ventimiglia and then back to Monaco. It being Sunday, not much was going on
anywhere but the Italians were very happy. Monaco was insane, so much grandeur, but not as we expected
and we spent two hours looking for a grocery store which was nowhere to be
found, and the one we did find was closed. We ended up spending a nice afternoon on the beach after
being underwhelmed at the Monte Carlo casino. Then we came back to Villefranche, picked up our bags, waited
forty-five minutes for a bus because the five buses from the time we got to the
stop were “complet” and therefore they wouldn’t take any more passengers. Just to spite the public transportation
system in the south of France, we didn’t “compost” our tickets, which means we
can use them tomorrow! I’ll make
sure to update more frequently, if I have access to the internet. 
