Happy Birthday, David Joseph Bohm.
Why am I wishing you a happy birthday, when so few folks out there know who you were? Simple answer. Because I am a special kinda dork, the Hawkingphileo-Saganite variety. And because in addition to all your amazing contributions to the field of theoretical physics (or, as I like to call this subfield “God’s footprints”) you gave the world the Bohm Dialogue. Which changed my mind and my life in ways that I wouldn’t even be able to grasp until years later. Which made me the woman I am today.
So, you’ve passed on. This was predictable enough. People die. Really, you only live as long as someone’s memory of you. But energy, ideas, and wonder? Those are forever. And so I thank you, Dr. Bohm, for helping me and so many others grab hold of the only immortality that matters. Happy birthday to you.
David Bohm (December 20, 1917 - October 27, 1992)
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