During my early years at Minnesota I conducted an evening enzyme seminar.

I have a tendency to be lucky and make the right choices based on limited information.

Mountain hikes instilled in me a life-long urge to get to the top of any inviting summit or peak.

Her death contributed to my later interest in studying biochemistry, an interest that has not been fulfilled in the sense that my accomplishments remain more at the basic than the applied level.

An unexpected benefit of my career in biochemistry has been travel.

Concentrated serum albumin fractionated from blood plasma was effective in battlefield treatment of shock.

I am told that I had a bad temper, and remember being banished to the back hall until civility returned.

I participated on debating teams and in student government, and served as senior class president.

It was always assumed that I would go to college.

It wasn't until late high school and early college that I gained enough size and skill to make me welcome on intramural basketball teams.

More by example than by word, my father taught me logical reasoning, compassion, love of others, honesty, and discipline applied with understanding.

The Brigham Young University (BYU) campus was just a few blocks from my home and tuition was minimal.

The excitement of vitamins, nutrition and metabolism permeated the environment.

The experience reminds me of a favorite saying: Most of the yield from research efforts comes from the coal that is mined while looking for diamonds.

The geographical isolation and lack of television made world happenings and problems seem remote.

A painstaking course in qualitative and quantitative analysis by John Wing gave me an appreciation of the need for, and beauty of, accurate measurement.

Family trips to Yellowstone and to what are now national parks in Southern Utah, driving the primitive roads and cars of that day, were real adventures.

If our society continues to support basic research on how living organisms function, it is likely that my great grandchildren will be spared the agony of losing family members to most types of cancer.

In marked contrast to the University of Wisconsin, Biochemistry was hardly visible at Stanford in 1945, consisting of only two professors in the chemistry department.

The war project at Stanford was essentially completed, and I accepted an offer of an Assistant Professorship at the University of Minnesota, which had a good biochemistry department.