The Bomb & Microwave Radar Invented By His Team.

This was the first definitive biography of Alfred Loomis, written by the granddaughter of Harvard President, J. B. Conant and wife of Steve Kraft. She used many articles written by Cleveland Armory for 'Fortune' magazine. Most of Alfred Loomis' papers were lost or destroyed when he sold the Tower House in Tuxedo Park in 1950. She used the services of Ruth Tenenbaum, a researcher on Loomis, and Donna Moreau on his mentor and first cousin, Stinson.

He'd led a double life, on Wall Street, as a lawyer and amateur physicist, who built a private lab hidden in part of a castle at Tower House in Tuxedo Park in New York. He was a rich society figure who was manipulative of the real scientists, and he was the ultimate insider. During World War II, he helped establish MIT's lab where radar was developed. Some of his recruits came to Oak Ridge with the Manhattan Project to build the atomic bomb.

Albert Einstein, Fermi (father of the bomb), and Mr. Conant, the author's grandfather, were guests at his lab. He even influenced FDR through his cousin, Henry Stinson, twenty years his senior, who was secretary of war at that time. He had a colorful, powerful existence, had only two wives; his three sons weren't lucky in their marriages, either, but many offspring survived to be interviewed.

The forty-six pictures tell a story all their own,and her Epilogue with short, concise up-to-date bios of the main players as presented helped to understand the circumstances. One of the most important, William Richards (son of T. W. Richards, chairman of Chemistry Dept. at Harvard and the brother of her grandmother, Grace) wrote a booklet exposing the lab, then committed suicide by electrocuting himself in 1940. He'd also written a short version about the creation of the atomic bomb, which was kept under wraps. Maybe it wasn't suicide? Like Meriwether Lewis' demise on the Natchez Trace, we'll never know for sure. The esteemed Conant family deemed this an embarassment. J. B. Conant had the incident "covered up" and they were not allowed to speak of it again.

This was a tragedy in many ways; not an easy book to write, and not easy to read at times. The rich are not always happier. He purchased Hilton Head Island in South Carolina to use as a retreat for family and friends. Though an 'aloof' man, he seemed to know everybody, all the important people.

Tuxedo Park is an impressive achievement

Tuxedo Park is a factual history lesson, in a vein similar to The Devil in the White City, only without the serial killer.

Tuxedo Park takes place a bit later, pre-World War II. It starts with the death of one of the scientists who used to visit Tuxedo Park, a veritable fortress of technology and leisure. The suicidal scientist posthumously published a fictionalized book about the goings on there and sold it as science fiction. It was so bizarre that of course, nobody suspected, although the primary subject of the novel, Alfred Loomis, knew better.

Alfred Loomis is the star of the story, a rich entrepreneur with an all-consuming, frightening intellect. He applies his own cold, nearly inhuman methodology to business and science and excels at both. Loomis is also charismatic and connects with people in a way that makes him irresistible. A veritable human whirlwind, he swept people up and sometimes left them broken and lost behind him, most notably his wife whom he tried to have committed and left for a younger woman.

Loomis invented electrocardiograms (those brainwave doohickeys that draw jagged lines as a patient sleeps) and radar and made fantastic leaps in refining the science of sonics and magnetics. If the book has a moral, it's that money brings freedom, and Loomis was the freest man on Earth. He developed what he wanted, hosted who he wanted, encouraged projects he felt had vision, and had enough influence to determine the course of events in World War II.

What's so striking is that the world needed Loomis. The author, Jennet Connant, makes striking connections that identify just how significant Loomis' contributions (and machinations) were in ensuring victory over the Axis powers. From the atom bomb to the British radar systems, Loomis' fingerprints are on them all. And it was through sheer force of will, coupled with his massive wealth that made things happen.

The book suffers from the same problems as Devil in the White City - some parts are more boring than others. It's entertaining to read about Loomis' inventions, but I had difficulty distinguishing between the various scientists. There are so many intellects that are hosted by Loomis that they start to run together; on the other hand, the book features a lot of familiar faces like Albert Einstein, Enrico Fermi, and others. Still, the physics and complexities of the inventions, along with the internecine squabbling drag in some places.

Perhaps the most exciting part of the book is when one British physicist embarks on a journey to bring all the technological advances of Britain to America with just himself and a trunk full of highly classified documents and devices. The thought of what could happen to that trunk (and how it nearly gets lost a few times) is nerve wracking and the makings of an excellent short story or role-playing adventure. It's the kind of scenario that is usually considered to be bad form by a writer - but it really happened.

Fortunately for us, the trunk made its way safely to America. The book really picks up as the devices Loomis raced to invent are finally implemented in the war. And then, when the action finally gets going, the book is over. There is definitely a feeling of the passing of something great that people could only look at indirectly and never touch - just like the intentional destruction of the Chicago World's Fair, Loomis Tuxedo Park is abandoned, his "rad lab" of scientists disbanded, only to backstab each other during McCarthy's "Un-American" committees. Worse, Loomis' divorce left his family sharply divided - like all things, Loomis treated his relationships with an intellectual clarity that was less a romance and more calculated odds. When Loomis felt his wife was not measuring up, she was discarded along with his other failed experiments. It dims, but cannot diminish completely, Loomis' personality.

Tuxedo Park is an impressive achievement. It manages to record the origin of the American scientist, the belief that technology is inherently good, and sharply frames the slow, lumbering bureaucracies that run everything from medical achievements to military advancements. In comparison, Loomis and his teams are breathtakingly nimble at a time when the world needed speed and decisive action most. It is an important part of history and a sharp reminder that rich men, should they choose, could do great good or terrible harm. Loomis was that rare combination of brilliance and wealth that creates freedom - an aberration not likely to be seen again in my lifetime.

Life changing....what a life this man lived.

Never have I read something so exciting, meaty, romantic and adventurous. This is the life I can only imagine living. Loomis had it all, good looks, intelligence, but most of all...class and style. His way of life gives insight into what good breeding is all about. More than that, his ability to use common sense in dealing with business, and science and every aspect of his life and relationships gave me the confidence to venture out a little further and try and reach for the apple way up at the top of the tree. Reading this book forever changed my life and I tried to find a way to send the author, Jennet conant, a letter telling her that but I could not find her address on the website, so I guess this will have to do.

Jennet, even after death, Alfred Loomis continues to succeed, your story is worthy of his calibre. Beautiful.