In the summer of 1987 I attended the ASLO meeting in Madison, Wisconsin. The University was my alma mater since I had graduated in 1981. I met Tom Berman and I commented that I was going to Sapelo Island for a sabbatical. His reaction was certainly peculiar. He said “It is a strange place” and he repeated this sentence several times not being able to add anything else. So, when I moved to Georgia I was full of expectations. My wife Cristina stayed at the Department of Spanish and Portuguese in Athens, and borrowing a Wolksvagen from a friend I drove towards the coast. My plan was to learn microautoradiography from Bob Fallon. But he had just left Sapelo. So, I was welcomed by Steve Newell and the Sherr’s. In effect, Sapelo was a strange place. The fauna inside my apartment was as rich and diverse as outside. In particular, every evening I had a crusade against the palmetto bugs. I became very skillful at hitting them with a broom. I would also spry the door and window panes with insecticide. The next morning I would collect a crop of Palmeto bug corpses all over the apartment.
Well, I had to teach myself microautoradigraphy. But Steve and the Sherr’s were fundamental in my stay being fruitful. Barry appeared pretty soon in my office proposing a collaboration. He and Ev would measure protist feeding on bacteria using their recently developed epifluorescence technique and I could measure bacterial production with thymidine so we could compare both. Of course, being alone in an island where the only possible entertainment was to torture the alligators (Barry said), this collaboration was a most welcome suggestion. It was a lot of fun to share samplings around the island, experiments and discussions.
Then, my wife Cristina came to the island for the last month of my stay. Our relationship with the Sherr’s deepened. It was warm and interesting. Barry had a special sense of humor, full of irony, that both Cristina and I enjoyed thoroughly. He had an apparently quite critical and controversial attitude, but actually he was endearing. Our conversations were always interesting. None of the politically correct garbage. We talked about science and about Israel, about Sapelo and Spain. There was always a stimulating comment, an original point of view, something to ponder more carefully. In short, if our stay in Sapelo was a success, both scientifically and in a human sense, it was in a great proportion due to Barry an Ev.
We saw each other more times, usually at meetings, but the intense relationship of those months unfortunately did not have another chance. Through the years I have always admired the relationship between Ev and Barry. I believe they were the epitome of what a human couple team means. Cristina and I have tried to follow their example in our relationship all these years. So, given that we all have to die, doing so after a life full of professional achievements and doing so with your life partner at your side, I think is the kind of death I would like to have. Barry, rest in peace.