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An alumnus of the class of 1957 writes, "Some time in the late 1950s, I was able to make a little extra spending money by serving as an operator at the MIT Synchrotron Lab. As a course VII graduate, I have only a general idea of the construction and purpose of the Synchrotron. However, in this equipment a beam of electrons is made to circle at incredible speeds within an evacuated "donut" made-I think--if some ceramic material. I don't know the diameter of the donut, but the whole thing was contained in a very large room walled off with lead bricks. It was located in a temporary building where building 12 is now. Its dimensions, of course, have now been dwarfed by the huge underground electron accelerators at Argonne Labs and in Europe.

"The beam was kept accelerating in its circular path by huge electromagnets spaced around the "donut." Each magnet would be energized, in turn, at the correct time to keep the beam on track. Hence the term "Synchrotron." Occasionally, the beam would strike a "target" inside the donut and knock loose various subatomic particles. This happening was called an "event." A counter on the control console tabulated the number of events in numbers called "mice." Events over a certain magnitude, called "ratz," were tabulated in a separate counter.

"The Synchrotron was kept running continuously by shifts of operators whose job was to maximize the beam intensity as indicated on a panel meter. There were a dozen or two controls to be manipulated to this end--many marked with trigonometric functions whose meaning was only vaguely clear to us operators. Our job was simply to make the rounds of the controls over and over again to keep the intensity maximized.

"Hovering over the operation at various times was the staff member whose experiment was being run--often a graduate student who needed the results for his thesis. An operator who tried to use the time to study or read a magazine was subjected to withering glares, and sometimes blacklisted if he didn't get the message.

"Relieving the operator's boredom during the long, dull shifts was the necessity of "icing the traps" of the several vacuum pumps that kept the donut evacuated. Then things got relatively exciting. First the beam was shut down. Then access to the experiment room was gained by turning a composite lock with a group of keys obtained by locking out various dangerous areas.

"Now the operator visited the Dewar Flask at each trap, topping it off with a mixture of liquid nitrogen (don't get your finger in it or it'll fall off" we were warned) and dry ice crushed from big blocks using a wooden mallet. Then the room was locked up again, the lockout keys returned, and the Synchrotron could be re-started.

"The first step in re-starting was to slowly raise the voltage of a huge power supply near the operator's console by activating a motorized Variac with a momentary contact switch on the control panel. When the voltage was high enough, a bank of the largest capacitors I have ever seen became changed enough to fire into the magnets with an explosive report. This would be followed by a series of other reports, soon settling down to the rhythm that would keep the electron beam circling the donut.

"Finally, after pressing of a button that activated an incredibly loud and raucous warning horn, the operator could turn on the beam and settle down to another quiet four hours of maximizing controls.

"I apologize in advance for any misconceptions that I might have incorporated into this little story--and stand ready to be corrected and/or amplified by physicists or physics students of the time."

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  • Reading this (regrettably anonymous) narrative was a 53 year trip in a time machine for me. I worked the graveyard shift for 3 years, and find this reminiscence to be amazingly accurate and comprehensive.

    I can only add one more account of how a little excitement was sometimes introduced to what was usually a routine job. Now and then the ceramic donut would spring a leak which dropped the beam to zero. The grad student in charge would send me to get the helium tank and he got the mass spectrometer. The latter was hooked somehow to the vacuum pumps and I went around the donut spraying helium. “There, go back, right there !!” he would exclaim, and pretty soon we had the leak more or less spotted. He then got the largest Allen wrench I had ever seen (about 3 feet long and 10 lbs in my now very hazy memory), and we would remove one of the magnets with the aid of an overhead lift. A little more helium, a little Duco cement, the leak was fixed, and we would put everything back, as the other grad students lamented the lost hours of “beam time”.

    One other memory is unforgettable. The synchrotron lab was located in the basement of one of several buildings interconnected by a series of lighted, heated tunnels. Traversing these tunnels one could start from the center of campus and surface fairly close to the edge of a commercial area in Cambridge, a very desirable route in subzero weather with a 20 mph breeze. So, it was not uncommon to see foot traffic past the lab at all hours.

    One night at about 3 AM a slightly rumpled gentleman seemed to just wander into the lab for no apparent reason. Being glad to have company, I never questioned anyone’s presence. “What are you doing?” he asked. “I’m the synchrotron operator”, I replied proudly. “Do you know how it works?” he asked. With supreme certainty, I announced that I did, and launched into a sophomore’s view of what was going on.

    “There’s these equations, see, and we have these vectors, see, ….” I explained, holding up my hands with fingers pointing in about 6 different directions. “Very interesting”, the gentleman said politely, then wandered off. About 5 minutes later one of the grad students stuck his head into the control room and asked, “Is Dr. Weisskopf here?”. “No one here but me” I replied.

    About a year later I realized that Dr. Victor Weisskopf, an associate of Niels Bohr and Werner Heisenberg, a member of the Manhattan project team, had been the beneficiary of my 5 minute lecture on physics.

    Michael Silverstein ‘59

    Michael SIlverstein

    3 Nov 09 at 1:39 am

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