You are my inspiration and a great editor.



In memory of my parents who survived the real horrors and in memory of those who did not.


Chapter 1

Professor Wisotzky was in a difficult position: how do you tell your most gifted student and research assistant that his latest idea was crazy?

“Arye, what you propose is impossible. Your equations are strange and the whole thing is a waste of time. Let’s continue with your thesis. It is much more productive.”

Arye Kidron was prepared for a skeptical or even hostile response to his presentation and was not discouraged. Yitzhak Wisotzky was a highly respected physicist and professor at the Physics department of the Technion, Israel’s most prestigious university. But at 64 years of age he was not as open to new ideas as he might have been thirty years earlier. Arye, on the other hand, was bursting with new concepts and at age 32 was eager to do something new. His doctoral thesis was moderately interesting, but this new idea was a bomb.

“Yitzhak, please take at least some time to check my calculations. Shouldn’t take you more than an hour. If you find a serious error, I promise to shut up about this.”

“Sure you will, until the next great idea, and anyway, I did go through them already. There are two constants you assume – these are vital to your calculation of quantum vacuum energy. If you are wrong, the whole thing is worthless.”

“You’re not saying that I am wrong though?” Arye was smiling. He knew his old teacher: If something was seriously wrong with his theory, Yitzhak Wisotzky would say so up front and not have this whole discussion. There was hope yet!

“I’m not saying that you’re wrong, but we have no proof that you are right either.”

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