I didn’t get the job. That’s how this post
was supposed to start, but a strange thing happened as I was contemplating the
future of my career in astronomy (but more on that later). This was supposed to
be a post about the job application process, the invitation I received at the
beginning that made all the difference, the boost I got from an anonymous
blogger talking about why women don’t apply for high level jobs, the virtual
shove I got from my husband at a crucial moment, the help, advice, and encouragement
I got from other senior women. But I’m getting ahead of myself.
Some of you may know that I was a
professor at the University of Memphis with expertise in solar coronal
spectroscopy. My department was evolving from physics, where the staff had many
different specialties, to materials science. Those of us who worked in other
sub disciplines were becoming more and more marginalized. I was unhappy with
this trend and was looking to get out. My good friend, Pat Knezek, had just taken
the job of deputy director of the NSF Astronomy Division. She asked me if I had
ever considered a job as an NSF rotator. I started at NSF in September 2013.
Some of you may also know that I was CSWA
chair for many years. It was during that tenure that I met Don Kniffen, a CSWA
member. Don was there with me when I
(with CSWA’s support) decided to blog
about my own experience with sexual harassment. I came out as a victim in
February 2011. Through my position at NSF Astronomy, I got back in touch
with Don after a hiatus of several years. It was at about the same time that
Arecibo Observatory ended up back on my radar. I had spent two years there as a
grad student – not happy years, mind you – but I didn’t hear much about Arecibo
while I was doing solar physics.
In a very real sense, CSWA provided the
means and NSF provided the opportunity for the next step in my career. Because
their jobs are temporary by definition, NSF rotators are always thinking,
“What’s next?” I was no exception, so I was looking out for possibilities when
I attended the AAS meeting in Seattle in January 2015 (OMG – that was this year!). It was there that I ran into Don. After an exchange
of pleasantries, he asked me a question that simply had to be a joke – “You’re
not interested in the job at Arecibo, are you?” I laughed. Knowing my unhappy
history with Arecibo, I’m sure Don was expecting an answer like, “Not just no,
but hell no!” It was a surprise to both of us when I answered, “Wait, are you
serious?”