Frank Beck

Water to the ropes

Robert Wilson was a man born out of his time. He lived in America from 1914 to 2000, but he really belonged to the central Italy of the 1500s. One ever-present reminder of this is the sculpture that sits in the reflecting pond in front of Wilson Hall.

A furry critter and its four-mile trek through an accelerator pipe comes to the lab’s rescue in its early days.

Memoir: The handrails

A story of the fate of some walnut trees on the laboratory site in 1979 takes us inside the Wilson Hall stairways.