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Tribute to James S. McDonnell by John F. McDonnellApril 8, 1999, National Academy of Sciences, Washington, DC |
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James S. McDonnell often referred to himself as a plodder (namely, a
person who works slowly, steadily, and unimaginatively). He did everything
in life with meticulous attention to detail, to the point that it could
be excruciatingly, maddeningly exasperating to those around him; but he
also inspired those same people with a sense of important mission and
high purpose. He had a unique ability to synthesize the details and see
the whole picture and future evolution with an uncanny accuracy. And he
had an insatiable, searching curiosity that enveloped everything about
human existence from genetics and evolution through the interrelationship
of the mind and brain, from the complexity and interconnectedness of everything
on our spaceship Earth (his term) through the vastness of the cosmos,
encompassing the fundamental philosophical questions of science and human
existence. First let me say that it is a real honor and treat for all of us in my father's family to be here and be able to rub elbows with the many distinguished scientists and scholars present, in particular the ten fellowship winners. I look forward to the opportunity to hear your papers and try to understand at least some of what your exciting projects are all about. Mr. Mac, as he was widely and affectionately known to his colleagues around the world, was born 100 years ago tomorrow, four years before the Wright brothers achieved powered flight. His father, a graduate of the University of Alabama, had migrated to Arkansas in 1881 with $3,000 of borrowed capital and successfully established a general store in the small town of Altheimer. His father believed his children should have a good education and should learn the hard facts of business as early in life and as early in the morning as possible. As a result, Mr. Mac had jobs throughout his upbringing and throughout his college years. In one instance, as a teenager delivering newspapers in a lightning storm (before dawn), the pony he was riding was electrocuted. But in the process of falling dead, his pony threw him far enough away that he was unharmed. Mr. Mac's mother was a deeply devout Southern Methodist and a stern
disciplinarian. The story is told that Mrs. McDonnell once took her seven-year
old son to an evangelist and proudly announced, "My son, James, is
dedicated to the ministry." It was a secret she had not previously
shared with James. Despite that effort by his mother, Mr. Mac's propensities
for science and engineering showed up early in his life, as he filled
the upper floor of his family's house with wireless telegraphy equipment.
Another family story is that one time when a minister (I don't know whether
it was the same one as in the other story) came to visit, young James
held on to a wire attached to a battery and capacitor behind his back
so that when the minister reached out to shake his hand, a giant blue
spark jumped the gap, startling the minister and mortifying his mother.
Lost in the mists of time is what punishment his mother meted out to young
James afterwards. One memorable experience during his childhood was when his mother took
the family to the St. Louis World's Fair of 1904. They lived in an inn
on the fairgrounds for a full month, and Mr. Mac saw the exposition from
corner to corner. This must have helped instill in him his later wide
ranging curiosity. Fifty-five years afterwards he reminisced that "the
only thing I missed at the Fair was the prizefight that my two older brothers
sneaked off to one night without taking me. I was mad at them at the time,
but I did not mind missing the licking which Mother gave them." After graduating from Princeton with Honors in 1921, he entered the only
graduate aeronautical engineering program in the country, at MIT, as one
of only three civilians admitted, since the program was organized primarily
for Army and Navy officers. Masters degree in hand, he was accepted as
an aviation cadet with a commission as a 2nd Lieutenant in the Army Air
Service Reserve in September 1923. He was one of only 6 ROTC graduates
from across the country that the Army Air Service had enough money to
accept for active duty that year. The next four months he spent in flight training at Brooks Field in San
Antonio, Texas. He had a glorious time imitating Jonathan Livingston Seagull,
flying the WWI Curtiss Jennys only a few feet over the mesquite, looping,
zooming, trying out all the capabilities of flying. He also was one of six volunteers who tested the new device known as
a parachute. To perform the test he lay on the wing of an airplane as
it took off and climbed to altitude. Then on a signal from the pilot he
was supposed to let go. On his first try he could not unclench his fingers.
Afterwards in his usual analytical style he marveled at the fact he could
not command his fingers to let go. In any case on the second try, after
the cadet on the other wing had successfully let loose, Mr. Mac let go
and found "
such quiet, and mental isolation as never experienced
on Earth -- ecstasy." While others in his flight class went on to become the leaders of the
U.S. Air Force after WWII, 2nd Lieutenant James S. McDonnell wanted to
design and build aircraft. So he separated from the Army Air Service and
(quoting from a 1973 speech of his), "after finding out he couldn't
make a living at it in his native state of Arkansas, he went up amongst
the damn Yankees where most of the tiny aircraft plants were, and made
out as best he could." For most of the next 15 years he worked at a series of aircraft companies,
including Hamilton, Ford, and Martin. At one point he decided to strike
out on his own with two other engineers to design and build what would
now be called a short-takeoff and landing airplane. It was all metal,
low wing and could land on rough fields in about 20 feet. Before it was
even built, he entered it in the Guggenheim Safe Airplane Competition
for a $100,000 prize. Airplanes from around the world competed. To make
a long story short, he flew it cross country to the competition after
only one test flight, arriving just ahead of the qualification deadline.
On the first day the Doodle-Bug, as he called it, performed spectacularly,
but on the second day the tail broke and Mr. Mac had to crash land it.
Although he was among the five finalists, he could not get it repaired
in time to continue in the competition. He did not give up, however. For the next two years he barnstormed around
the country, trying to get financial backing to produce the Doodle-Bug
as the family flivver of the sky. In an application for employment as a transport pilot in 1933, he wrote:
". . . in order to test the feasibility for general private flying
of the Doodle-Bug,' a new type monoplane with slats and flaps, I
flew it some 27,000 miles in 1929-1930 between the Atlantic and Rocky
Mountains and Toronto and Miami, under all such conditions as might be
unwittingly encountered by amateurs: a snow storm, a sleet storm, rainstorms,
. . ., night flying, landing in open country without landing lights or
landing flares on a dark 100% overcast night, several flights with a cloud
ceiling of 200 feet cross country, and one flight with a 50 foot cloud
ceiling down a double track railroad, terminated by landing in a visibility
of 200 yards; . . . and landings and take-offs on private lawns and on
practice fairways of golf courses." Unfortunately, it was the early 1930's, and the country was in a deep
depression. By the end of 1931 he was out of money and went back to work
as an engineer while waiting for the opportunity to start his company.
Throughout this period he continued to search for greater meaning. In
1935 he wrote: "What I desire is to find some activity to which I
can devote all of myself and which will lift me out of my small self and
enable me to serve the creative evolution of life on earth as a whole."
But he recognized that to achieve that end he had to have financial
independence. So he consciously rededicated himself to aviation as his
full-time occupation, more convinced than ever that he must start his
own company. Further, he wanted to build commercial transport aircraft
because: "
swift transport is conducive to world travel and
trade and therefore conducive to the gradual welding of the peoples of
the earth into a more friendly and more harmonious and purposeful community."
He further wrote in 1935, "I feel that a world of flying people will
be a world of better people." We may not be better people today,
but he was certainly right that the airplane has been instrumental in
the globalization of trade and in making those of us who do travel a lot,
broader in our thinking and actions. His chance to start his own company finally came in the late 1930's,
but it was based on a coming war, not on economic growth and prosperity.
He left the Glenn L. Martin Company in late 1938, and after an intense
eight months of fundraising and preparation, at age 40 he founded McDonnell
Aircraft Corporation in St. Louis, Missouri on July 6, 1939, to build
military aircraft. During the first year sales were zero, losses $3,892. At year's end shareholders'
equity was $218,498, and employment about 50 people. Forty years later
when he died, annual sales were $6 billion, net earnings were $145 million,
dividends paid were $34 million, firm backlog was $8.8 billion, shareholders'
equity was $1.5 billion, and employment was 82,550 people. Furthermore,
McDonnell Douglas was the second largest maker of commercial transport
aircraft, second in defense contracts, fourth largest U.S. exporter, and
54th largest U.S. Industrial corporation. With he and his family owning
about 20% of the stock, he had certainly achieved his goal of financial
independence. Astronautics and the cosmos was an area that combined both business and
pleasure for him. In the mid-1940's he became close friends with nuclear
physicist and Nobel Laureate Arthur Holly Compton, who had just become
the Chancellor of Washington University in St. Louis. He sought out other
scientists such as James A. Van Allen, after whom the radiation belts
surrounding Earth were named. He could hardly contain his excitement when McDonnell Aircraft won the
contract to design and build the first U.S. manned spacecraft, Mercury,
in 1959. He loved interacting with the astronauts and attending the launches.
Although he was not comfortable making public speeches, whenever he did,
he meticulously prepared them word by carefully chosen word. Usually they
were about space. In 1957 in an address to the graduating class of the
University of Missouri engineering school, he declared: "So Fellow
Pilgrims, welcome to the wondrous Age of Astronautics. May serendipity
be yours in the years to come as Man steps on the Earth as a footstool,
and reaches to the Moon, the planets, and the stars." Mr. Mac put his money where his interests were. In 1963 the City of St.
Louis ran out of funding to complete the construction and outfitting of
a new planetarium. Mr. Mac donated the necessary funds. In 1963 he funded
a Professorship in Space Sciences at Washington University, and in 1975
made a major gift to establish a center for Space Sciences. In fact as early as 1950 he incorporated a private charitable Foundation,
the McDonnell Foundation (now the James S. McDonnell Foundation), and
contributed $500,000 of McDonnell Aircraft stock to it. Adding later contributions
and the tremendous increase of McDonnell Aircraft stock value, the Foundation's
assets have grown to over $300 million today despite the $225 million
of grants it has made during the 49 year period. The Centennial Fellowship
Program is only the latest undertaking of the Foundation to carry on Mr.
Mac's legacy of research and philanthropy. From 1963 to 1966 Mr. Mac served as Chairman of Washington University's
Board of Trustees. He used the opportunity to meet with many faculty members
and probe with his usual thoroughness into their research. In this way
he continued to educate himself in many fields of endeavor. In the area of genetics he was greatly intrigued and excited when the
molecular structure of DNA was discovered by Watson and Crick in the 1950's.
He meticulously probed the scientists at Washington University to learn
all he could. In 1966 he provided funds for construction of a new medical
sciences building and, looking to the future he instructed that two extra
floors, not needed at the time, be built. He then endowed a new Department
of Genetics (to be housed in the extra space) and at the dedication of
the building lectured the audience on the importance of the study of genes
for the future well-being of humanity. In the area of global and complex systems he had two complementary, but
seemingly contradictory, interests. He was a great supporter of both NATO,
a military alliance, and the United Nations, a global institution to preserve
peace. In a 1967 speech he reminded his audience: "As I have said
many times, the waging of peace must be achieved from a Foundation of
great strength. Our mission at McDonnell Aircraft is to contribute to
the building and maintaining of that strength." NATO represented
the Foundation of strength, and the United Nations represented "Man's
most noble effort to achieve international peace." As a result, he
was actively involved in both and headed the U.S. organization to support
the United Nations. Again, he put his money where his interests were. McDonnell Douglas
was the only organization in the world where all employees had paid holidays
each year on both NATO Day (April 4th) and U.N. Day (October 24th). In 1965 he authored an article titled "Only The United Nations Can"
in which he wrote: "The destiny of our Planet, the development of
its human and material resources, the spread of scientific knowledge,
the population-explosion and the evolving world community these
are the subjects which should make up the continuing dialog between heads
of Governments
" He closed the article with the words: "If
the United Nations is to fulfill the hopes of all men, the parochial concerns
of the moment must be subdued in favor of the long-term universal concerns
that ultimately will determine Humanity's future." Surely the interactions
between humans is the most complex system of all.
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