Graduated with Honors receiving his Bachelor of Science Degree in June 1956
What he did from here on included many things, mainly becoming what a good husband and father would do. Which involve many selfless acts of giving of his time, and putting aside a lot of his wants.
He excelled in his work research, which took him to different states but mainly to T-3 Ice island North of Alaska many times. His work was often done with little notice, not having achieved that all important Masters Degree from Stanford University, as he had started out to do years before. Nonetheless, he did his work as if he had accomplished this. It was not usually public, but very much appreciated and needed. As you can see in a letter from the chains of command his hard work was noticed at times. In the following Dad had actually done the improvements in the probes and recording etc.
From Dad’s history “About Vaughn”
“ Dear Art: Ken Hunchins has returned from the Arctic and has been telling us about your successful heat-flow program during the summer. We would be most interested in seeing the preliminary results when they are available. Ken also reported that you had made some improvements in the probes used, and in the recording technique. Any information you have along this line will, of course, be of great value to us. We are sending along some of our most recent results, as yet unpublished. The scatter of the data gets more puzzling as more numbers come in.Please pass on our regards to B. Vaughn Marshall; in fact, he is probably in a better position to answer most of this letter.Sincerely yours, Marcus G. Langseth”
Some of Dad’s favorite hobbies were:
Gardening - Enjoyed being out in the yard. Loved to grow all sorts of plants and trees, took the care to nurture each one and was very patient as they grew.
Reading – Enjoyed all kinds of books. We refer to his collection as Dad’s library.
Writing - He loved to write. He'd been working on a novel for his enjoyment, but had written quite a few poems, some humorous, serious and then interesting. As you may see - - Dad's Poems
Collecting Rocks - Each one of course was different and unique with a story of its own to tell. He would love to look them over carefully and inspect them and appreciated each one.
How to summarize a man so great in the eyes of this child, and those who knew him? Maybe there was nothing particularly earth shattering or monumental. But a person that knew how to stick to his commitments, while dealing with a variety of confusion all around him - was actually an awesome challenge. And still continue to be himself, simply kind, patient, fun and most important – always there for us when our needs were great. I know he has left in each of us a profound impression that will never fade, but instead seems to grow gently and carefully, as I suppose his special garden would grow.
