Remembering Old Frick (and the Odors of Lab Work)

This sure takes me back! Not sure when this PAW article was published but I was just looking for photos of Old Frick. I had orgo lab here in the wayback and would regularly leave to sit on the steps and get fresh air, and my lab instructor, Dennis, would eventually come out and find me sitting there and say soothing things. I couldn’t tolerate the organic chemical odors — they made me dizzy. I think this happened once, and I learned to let someone know when I had to go out for air. Dennis was wonderful and so was Mait Jones Jr., with whom I am still in touch. But I still can’t get near an orgo lab even if ventilation is adequate!