'Things Do Happen for a Reason'

You Are Why DPA Is What It Is

As I prepare to hand the leadership of the Division of Professional Affairs off to president-elect Tom Mairs I am happy to report much has been accomplished and great things lie ahead for the DPA.

All this started with an election. I ran against a man I knew only by name, but during my term I became acquainted with him personally. He is a gentleman, a scholar, a good golfer and a great geologist and teacher. Bob Lindblom, thank you for your support, your service to the division and the friendship we have enjoyed this year.

In September, just after our national tragedy, I prepared to board a plane in Dallas for the Eastern Section meeting in Kalamazoo, Mich. The man in front of me was an Arab. His name was Dr. M. Abdullah "something or another."

You cannot imagine what you think at a time like this. I knew I had to go to the meeting to represent the division, but was it really worth risking my life?

I boarded the plane and gulped when he sat down in the seat beside me. During what turned out to be a nice flight to Kalamazoo, I learned this man was the director of the food service for the United Nations. The moral of this story is things are not always the way you think they might be.

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As I prepare to hand the leadership of the Division of Professional Affairs off to president-elect Tom Mairs I am happy to report much has been accomplished and great things lie ahead for the DPA.

All this started with an election. I ran against a man I knew only by name, but during my term I became acquainted with him personally. He is a gentleman, a scholar, a good golfer and a great geologist and teacher. Bob Lindblom, thank you for your support, your service to the division and the friendship we have enjoyed this year.

In September, just after our national tragedy, I prepared to board a plane in Dallas for the Eastern Section meeting in Kalamazoo, Mich. The man in front of me was an Arab. His name was Dr. M. Abdullah "something or another."

You cannot imagine what you think at a time like this. I knew I had to go to the meeting to represent the division, but was it really worth risking my life?

I boarded the plane and gulped when he sat down in the seat beside me. During what turned out to be a nice flight to Kalamazoo, I learned this man was the director of the food service for the United Nations. The moral of this story is things are not always the way you think they might be.

In Kalamazoo, there were approximately 150 in attendance at the meeting. I suspect 149 of them drove to Kalamazoo to attend the meeting due to our September 11 tragedy!


At the Shreveport meeting, I was afforded the opportunity to introduce the DPA luncheon speaker. The unique thing about that opportunity was the fact that I was introducing past AAPG president William L. Fisher, and he had taught me geology as a student at the University of Texas at Austin almost 30 years ago.

Bill's talk, as always, was excellent, and I was honored to introduce a man who had taught me so much.


In May, I attended the Pacific Section meeting in Anchorage, Alaska.

As I departed from Mt. Pleasant my wife, Deborah, and I stopped at "Java Jones," a small Texas town's answer to Starbucks. As our coffee was prepared we talked with Roger Jones, one of the "Java Jones" owners, and I told him we were headed to Anchorage for a professional meeting. He mentioned that his brother-in-law was in Anchorage.

When I told Roger that the next day I was headed to the North Slope to tour the oil fields, he told me his brother-in-law flew an airplane for Mobil. I did not remember Mobil being active in the North Slope and I never gave it another thought. We said goodbye and headed to Dallas to catch our flight to Anchorage.

The next morning I woke up anxious to see the North Slope. We arrived at the airport and after a thorough security check, I received my boarding pass on the BP-Phillips flight to Kuparuk.

After I was seated in the aircraft, the stewardess came to my seat and asked, "Are you Royce Carr? Captain Ron Kukis would like to speak with you."

Captain Kukis came to my seat, introduced himself and explained he was Roger Jones' brother-in-law. We talked a moment and he headed back to the cockpit. During the flight, the stewardess came back to my seat and said, "things happen for a reason." I replied, "I believe that also." She then told me that with the September 11 incident that security was tremendously increased, but Captain Kukis had asked me to come to the cockpit and sit in the navigator's seat to watch the approach and landing at the North Slope.

It was the thrill of a lifetime, yet another new friendship and an experience I will never forget. Who would have ever believed that the two of us would have met and become friends through "Java Jones" in Mt. Pleasant, Texas?


It has been a great year for DPA, and "things do happen for a reason."

I want to thank all of you who have worked so hard for DPA. You are the reason DPA is what it is today. Together we have accomplished a lot:

  • The Division is financially sound and membership is stable.
  • All of our committees and boards continue to function efficiently.
  • The online DPA directory is completed, up and running.
  • Be sure to look at the "Correlator" next month. It is totally redesigned, and I am excited about the new look and approach Dave Abbott, our new editor, is taking.

In closing, the AAPG, though large, is truly a small fraternity, and I have enjoyed representing the division this year as your leader.

As I enter my last month as your president, I leave you with the statement I began with: "Thank you for providing me the opportunity to serve and to give back to a career that has been so rewarding to me."

It has been a worthwhile experience that I will never forget!

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