October 18, 2022
October 18, 2022
I am so deeply saddened to hear about the passing of Barney, my wonderful friend and guru.
For me the jejune intellectual landscape of the Computer Science Department was redeemed only by the presence of Barney.
We met in 1987 when I took one of his rambling AI courses at NIU. It was a riot to be in his class and I convinced him to take one every semester after that so that we could meet regularly. And so those crazy Prolog courses continued, with his faithful followers signing up for each one.
We spent hours together after class chatting, joking, arguing. And after every conversation there was a list of books that must be read.
I find I do exactly the same with my students now. If they recall me with even half the fondness with which I talk of Barney, I think I'll have nailed it.
He once said to me in an unguarded moment - tell your father back in India that I'm looking after you here.
When I left the US he insisted on picking me up from NIU and dropped me to Chicago airport, after spending a lovely day together by the lake.
He wasn't much of an emailer but we did have some really long phone calls when K left him.
I cajoled him to visit India. The land of Gandhi, who we both deeply admired. He just laughed. He had a point, i mean the guy could barely make it across the street to get a sandwich. It was always such a big production, his dinner.
Goodbye dear Barney. Wherever the fuck you may be now, keep on haranguing them, like you always did.
- Jogesh
For me the jejune intellectual landscape of the Computer Science Department was redeemed only by the presence of Barney.
We met in 1987 when I took one of his rambling AI courses at NIU. It was a riot to be in his class and I convinced him to take one every semester after that so that we could meet regularly. And so those crazy Prolog courses continued, with his faithful followers signing up for each one.
We spent hours together after class chatting, joking, arguing. And after every conversation there was a list of books that must be read.
I find I do exactly the same with my students now. If they recall me with even half the fondness with which I talk of Barney, I think I'll have nailed it.
He once said to me in an unguarded moment - tell your father back in India that I'm looking after you here.
When I left the US he insisted on picking me up from NIU and dropped me to Chicago airport, after spending a lovely day together by the lake.
He wasn't much of an emailer but we did have some really long phone calls when K left him.
I cajoled him to visit India. The land of Gandhi, who we both deeply admired. He just laughed. He had a point, i mean the guy could barely make it across the street to get a sandwich. It was always such a big production, his dinner.
Goodbye dear Barney. Wherever the fuck you may be now, keep on haranguing them, like you always did.
- Jogesh