Stephen Hawking (14 page)

Of course they both knew, as did all the others on that day, that Stephen might die within a short time. In fact, according to the medical predictions, he was already living on borrowed time. But such thoughts were only a distant shadow that
summer's day in Cambridge, and Jane and Stephen Hawking were as sure as any other newly married couple that they would create a successful and happy life for themselves and that because of their circumstances they would make the very most of every moment they had together.

A fellow's salary is no princely sum, and in 1965 foreign holidays were still relatively unusual, so the newlyweds honeymooned in Suffolk for a week. Immediately afterward it was back to work, because the couple had to leave for a summer school in general relativity that Hawking was due to attend at Cornell University, in upstate New York. Hawking recalls that this was a mistake:

It put quite a strain on our marriage, especially as we stayed in a dormitory that was full of couples with noisy small children. However, the summer school was very useful for me because I met many of the leading people in the field.
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Brandon Carter attended the same summer school and got to know Jane much better than he had during her weekend visits to Cambridge. He remembers that she was rather inexperienced at the traditional tasks of a housewife. He recalls how, on one occasion, he came across her in the shared kitchen practically pulling her hair out trying to make tea without a teapot. Carter found a saucepan in a cupboard and showed her how to brew tea camping style. One of the fondest memories he has of that summer school is the look of indignation on Jane's face.

The idea of a summer school is to introduce the latest ideas to research students and fellows from universities around the
world. They are usually attended by the most eminent people in a given field and help to set scientists thinking about how to apply new discoveries to their own work. Hawking was getting into his stride as a physicist at this point in his career and, despite domestic difficulties, it was perfect timing as far as his cosmological ideas were concerned. He returned, inspired, to Caius and his first job.

However, upon their return there was a whole new set of domestic problems to face. The first of these was the matter of where the Hawkings were to live. Jane was still a student in her third and final year at Westfield College in London, so the plan was for her to stay in London during the week, while Stephen looked after himself, and, just as in the days before their marriage, she would return on weekends. The immediate problem was to find suitable accommodation in a university city where accommodation was always at a premium.

Before leaving for America, Hawking had gone to see the Bursar again to ask for assistance in finding somewhere to live, only to be told that it was against college policy to help fellows with housing. Because Stephen could not use a bicycle and was only able to walk short distances assisted by a pair of sticks, it was, of course, essential for the Hawkings to live in central Cambridge, close to the Department of Applied Mathematics and Theoretical Physics on Silver Street. But as far as the college authorities were concerned, their latest fellow's disabilities made no difference. Then, just before the trip to Cornell, they had heard of a new block of flats being built a short distance from the DAMTP and had put their names down for an apartment there. When they arrived back
in Cambridge, the Hawkings discovered that the flats would not be ready for several months.

In desperation, Hawking went back to the Bursar, who finally made the concession of arranging for the couple to stay in rooms in a hostel for graduate students. It seems, however, that the Bursar was still smarting over Hawking's cheek in asking what he would be paid for his fellowship. The normal price for a room was twelve shillings and six pence (63p) per night, but he charged the Hawkings double because there were two of them, even though Jane planned to stay there only on weekends.

In the event, they stayed in the hostel for just three nights because they discovered that a small house had become available nearby, in a tiny street of picturesque old houses named Little St. Mary's Lane. Less than a hundred yards from the DAMTP, it suited them perfectly. The house was owned by one of the other Cambridge colleges, which had let it to one of its own fellows. This fellow had now bought and moved into a larger house in the suburbs and agreed to sublet the property for the remaining three months of his lease.

During their stay there they heard news of another house that had become available on the same street. An elderly neighbor who had befriended the couple discovered their housing problems and contacted the owner of the empty house just a few doors along Little St. Mary's Lane. Incensed by the idea that a struggling young couple should have such problems when a house remained unoccupied only a few yards away, the neighbor summoned the owner to Cambridge and insisted that the house be rented to the Hawkings and at a reasonable price. Once again, problems had been turned on their head.
They moved in when the three-month contract for the first house had run its course and remained there for many years.

The actual process of moving house was quite a problem, even if it was only a few doors along the same street. Their friends all helped, carrying furniture along the pavement and arranging it in the new place while Stephen leaned on his sticks, giving instructions and acting the part of foreman, shouting orders in his best coxswain's voice. Brandon Carter and Martin Rees both lent a hand, as did another friend, Bob Donovan, a chemistry post-graduate who had made friends with Stephen and Jane before their marriage.

The new house was another tiny, ancient building. The front door opened directly into a sitting room, and there was a kitchen at the rear. A winding narrow staircase led up to the master bedroom on the first floor (which is called the second floor in America: the American first floor is called the ground floor in England); beyond that, on the second (third) floor, were a couple of smaller rooms. The Hawkings had very little furniture, and a large dining table took up most of the space in the sitting room. The walls were painted in soft shades; bright prints were hung around the room to give a splash of color between sets of shelves lined with rows of books and records. The ceilings were low, and tall visitors had to crouch under doorways to avoid a bump on the head.

The Hawkings had always been enthusiastic hosts, and the tiny house was frequently crowded with friends who would come for supper or lunch on weekends, all gathered around the dining table, trying to avoid talking shop but not always succeeding. Brandon Carter remembers the house on Little St. Mary's Lane as a very cheerful place, where friends would
all help out with the preparation of meals and the washing up, the strains of Wagner or Mahler playing in the background.

Meanwhile, Hawking's work on black holes was progressing well. In December 1965 he was invited to give a talk at a relativity meeting in Miami. Jane was on her Christmas vacation from Westfield College, and although she was working toward her finals that coming summer, she decided to go to America with her husband.

By the time of the Miami meeting, Hawking's speech had deteriorated to a severe slur, and he was concerned that the audience would find it difficult to understand him. Fortunately one of his old friends, George Ellis, was spending a year at the University of Texas at Austin and would also be attending the Miami meeting. After a discussion in their hotel room, it was agreed that Ellis would give the talk on Hawking's behalf. It was a resounding success and, with the ink still wet on his Ph.D. diploma, Hawking's work on singularity theory was enthusiastically received by some of the most eminent scientists gathered there from all over the world.

In Miami they stayed at the Fontainebleau Hotel, which had recently been used in the filming of the James Bond movie
Goldfinger
. It was a large hotel with a private beach. On one of their free days during the conference, George Ellis and his new wife spent the afternoon on the beach with Stephen and Jane. Around six o'clock in the evening, the spectacular red disc of the sun low in the west, they decided to return to the hotel for supper, only to find that the beach gates had
been locked. A quick search for a way off the beach showed them that the only way they could get back into the hotel was through an open kitchen window at the side of the building. The problem was, how on earth were they to get Stephen, who could not even walk without the aid of sticks, through the window and back to their rooms?

They managed somehow to clamber through the opening and were halfway to getting Stephen through when they discovered that they were being watched by some Hispanic cleaners, who were not exactly pleased to see a weird-looking group of people struggling to get what looked like a lifeless body in through the kitchen window. Never were the Hawkings and the Ellises more thankful that Jane was studying modern languages. As soon as she realized the ethnicity of the cleaners, she began to talk to them in fluent Spanish and rapidly explained their predicament. Once they understood what was going on, they were entirely hospitable, helped to get Stephen into the hotel kitchen, and even guided the foursome back to their rooms.

George Ellis invited the Hawkings to stay in Texas for a short holiday. Jane was not due back in London until January, so they decided to go along. They spent a week in Texas, sightseeing and relaxing after a tiring term in their respective careers. The four of them went on long drives in the Ellises' car through the dramatic, rugged Texas landscape, drinking cold beers at remote desert bars and window-shopping in the Austin shopping malls.

Upon their return to Cambridge, the realities of life hit them hard. Jane had to return almost immediately to London, and the old system of weekend visits began again.

During the first year of their marriage, Jane really came into her own. She managed to continue with her studies, graduating in the summer of 1966. During that time she also typed up Stephen's Ph.D. thesis and continued to travel back to Cambridge every weekend and during holidays. In the summer of 1966, she was at last able to live with her husband all week long in their home on Little St. Mary's Lane.

Meanwhile, Stephen's condition had begun to worsen. The nature of the disease is such that in many cases it progresses in irregular leaps. A period of little change, which may last for years, may be followed by a rapid decline and then a leveling off. Since his diagnosis and early deterioration, Hawking's symptoms had remained more or less constant, but in the latter half of the 1960s another rapid decline occurred. He had to take to using crutches rather than sticks in order to get around. At this point his father became disillusioned and impatient with the advice his son was receiving from the medical profession and decided to take over Stephen's treatment. He carried out intensive research into ALS and prescribed a course of steroids and vitamins that Stephen continued to take until his father's death in 1986.

He was finding it increasingly difficult to negotiate the winding staircase to their bedroom on the first floor on Little St. Mary's Lane. Friends who visited the couple for the evening began to appreciate just how much Stephen's condition had deteriorated as they saw him struggling across the sitting room and up the stairs when he decided to retire for the night. One acquaintance has recalled that he watched in shock as Hawking took a full fifteen minutes to make the journey from the first stair to his bedroom door. He would never allow
himself to be helped on these occasions and utterly rejected any behavior that singled him out as anything other than a normal, able-bodied man. Jane and their friends respected this attitude, but it could become frustrating at times. Hawking's determination and single mindedness could often be misconstrued as arrogance and bloody-mindedness. The writer John Boslough has described Hawking as “the toughest man I have ever met.”
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And Jane has said, “Some would call his attitude determination, some obstinacy. I've called it both at one time or another. I suppose that's what keeps him going.”
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At the DAMTP and in Cambridge academic circles, Hawking was beginning to cultivate a “difficult genius” image, and his reputation as successor to Einstein, although embryonic, was already beginning to follow him around. People who knew him in those days remember him as a friendly and cheerful character, but already his natural brashness, coupled with his physical disabilities, was beginning to create communication difficulties with many of those around him.

He was quite outspoken when attending talks given by internationally famous and highly respected figures in the world of physics. Where most young researchers would be happy to accept the words of the great quietly, Hawking would ask deep, often embarrassingly penetrating questions. Instead of alienating him from his seniors, this behavior, quite rightly, gained him a great deal of respect and helped to increase his standing in the eyes of his superiors. However, it could be quite intimidating to some of his contemporaries. On occasion, some colleagues felt a little shy about asking him to go for a beer at the pub.