hanceoftendetermineshowayoungpersonfindshercalling.In1949,IwasmajoringBrandeisUniversity,Waltham,Massachusetts02454-9110in Biology and Physics at Bryn Mawr College. I took a summer job (as usual) to earnmoney,thistimewaitressingataresorthotelinthePoconoMountains.Weweregivenuniforms,includinghairnets,andweretoldtopreparefortraining.Thetrainingturnedouttobedailypracticeinservingtheolder,permanentwaitresses,whodidnottipanddidnotlikeJews. After a few weeks, I was finally allowed to work in the main dining room. I served my firstbreakfast to a family of five, my hand shaking as I lowered their juice glasses to the table, and Ireceivedmyfirsttip,whichwasnegligible.Feelinghopeless,ItelephonedafriendfromBrynMawrwhowasspendingthesummerinWoodsHole,MA,wheresheworkedinaplacecalledtheMarineBiologicalLaboratory(MBL).Sheurgedmetojoinherthereandpromisedtohelpmefindajobforthe rest of the summer. That job gave direction to my scientific life.I worked happily in the kitchen of the MBL, tyrannized by the beloved Miss Bell, who treatedeveryone alike. In my free time, I dissected squid axons (badly) for Otto Schmitt and attended allthe lectures I could find. One of the lecturers was a brilliant English mathematician and crystal-lographer by the name of Dorothy Wrinch. She presented her views (later disproved) on theatomic structures of proteins, with strikingly beautiful slides. I understood little of what she saidthat summer, but what I saw in her pictures persuaded me to work on the structure of proteins.Among the scientists I met at the MBL was young Shinya Inoue´, who was then a graduatestudent at Princeton. He was working on an early version of his now famous polarizing micro-scope. In a small, darkened room, he showed me a living, unstained egg from