Meet Mr. Gibbs

Meet Mr. Gibbs

Josiah Willard Gibbs (1839–1903)

Originally published 13 February 1989

Pre­vi­ous­ly, in a col­umn on the sci­en­tif­ic rep­u­ta­tion of Ben­jamin Franklin, I men­tioned Willard Gibbs, call­ing him the great­est sci­en­tist Amer­i­ca pro­duced until our own cen­tu­ry. Sev­er­al read­ers asked, “Who’s this guy Gibbs you think so much of?” An infor­mal sur­vey con­firmed Gibbs’ anonymi­ty; no one I ques­tioned could place the man or his achievements.

Now it turns out we have just cel­e­brat­ed [in 1989] the 150th anniver­sary of the birth of Josi­ah Willard Gibbs—on Feb­ru­ary 11, 1839 in New Haven, Con­necti­cut — so per­haps this is an appro­pri­ate time to res­cue the great New Eng­land sci­en­tist from unde­served obscurity.

I am not alone in my esti­mate of Gibbs’ impor­tance. There are those who would say Willard Gibbs is the great­est Amer­i­can sci­en­tist of all time — includ­ing our own cen­tu­ry. Toward the end of his life, Albert Ein­stein was asked who he con­sid­ered the most pow­er­ful thinker he had ever met. He answered with­out hes­i­ta­tion, “Lorentz,” refer­ring to Hen­drick A. Lorentz, the Dutch math­e­mat­i­cal physi­cist, and then added — “I nev­er met Willard Gibbs; per­haps had I done so, I might have placed him beside Lorentz.” High praise indeed from the tow­er­ing sci­en­tif­ic genius of the 20th century.

Years ago, as a grad­u­ate stu­dent in physics, I kept com­ing across Gibbs’ name — Gibbs’ phase rule, Gibbs’ para­dox, Gibbs free ener­gy, the Gibbs-Hel­moltz equa­tion, Gibbs func­tions, Gibbs ensem­bles, and so on. The name popped up in texts on chem­istry, math­e­mat­ics, the­o­ret­i­cal mechan­ics, optics, and ther­mo­dy­nam­ics. Some­times the lat­ter sub­ject seemed entire­ly a Gibb­sian invention.

Never in the public eye

Who was this fel­low who was so pro­lif­ic in shap­ing so many branch­es of sci­ence? Physi­cists and chemists acquaint­ed with Gibbs’ sci­en­tif­ic achieve­ments knew lit­tle of the man. Non-sci­en­tists did not even rec­og­nize the name.

I tracked down Lyn­de Phelps Wheel­er’s biog­ra­phy of Gibbs and the first para­graph held the key to his obscu­ri­ty: “The out­ward life of Josi­ah Willard Gibbs was sin­gu­lar­ly unevent­ful. He expe­ri­enced no adven­tures dif­fer­ent from those com­mon to thou­sands of Amer­i­cans of his time. He was a par­tic­i­pant in no events of his­tor­i­cal impor­tance. He took no lead­ing part in any of the move­ments of the age. He trav­eled less, and lived at home more than the great major­i­ty of peo­ple of sim­i­lar means. He nei­ther sought nor occu­pied posi­tions of influ­ence in his own sci­en­tif­ic world. He was nev­er in the pub­lic eye.”

With such a begin­ning, one may won­der what attract­ed the biog­ra­ph­er to his sub­ject. But the his­to­ry of civ­i­liza­tion is not only writ­ten on bat­tle­fields and in cor­ri­dors of pow­er. It is writ­ten also in the imag­i­na­tion of men such as Gibbs, who sought and found fun­da­men­tal prin­ci­ples of phys­i­cal chem­istry and ther­mo­dy­nam­ics, and who per­fect­ed math­e­mat­i­cal tools for the exer­cise of sci­ence. Wrote Wheel­er: “He explored the far hori­zons of the hith­er­to unknown…and mapped a major sci­en­tif­ic continent.”

Gibbs lived in an age of mechan­i­cal inven­tion and the raw aggran­dize­ment of pow­er — the age of the transcon­ti­nen­tal rail­road, the Atlantic cable, the Brook­lyn Bridge, and the effi­cient killing tech­nolo­gies of Shiloh and Get­tys­burg. His own city of New Haven boast­ed of Charles Goodyear, dis­cov­er­er of the vul­can­iza­tion of rub­ber, Eli Whit­ney, inven­tor of the cot­ton gin and man­u­fac­ture by inter­change­able parts, and Samuel Morse, inven­tor of the elec­tri­cal telegraph.

In such a world the abstrac­tions of Willard Gibbs found few admir­ers. His ele­gant for­mu­las and equa­tions, couched in mys­te­ri­ous Greek sym­bols, held lit­tle inter­est for his prac­ti­cal-mind­ed countrymen.

Not that Gibbs’ the­o­ries were with­out prac­ti­cal appli­ca­tion. Almost every branch of tech­nol­o­gy ulti­mate­ly ben­e­fit­ed from his work, espe­cial­ly the chem­i­cal indus­try. Alloys, explo­sives, fuels, and med­i­cines were all touched by his genius.

Lived most of life in New Haven

But down-to-earth appli­ca­tions do not seem to have con­cerned the gen­tle schol­ar of New Haven. Except for three years of study in Europe, Gibbs lived all his life in that city, as a bach­e­lor in the home of his sis­ter. He plied his duties as pro­fes­sor at Yale Uni­ver­si­ty with qui­et ded­i­ca­tion, avoid­ing the spir­it­ed debates of uni­ver­si­ty pol­i­tics. He is remem­bered at Yale for unchar­ac­ter­is­ti­cal­ly stand­ing up at a fac­ul­ty meet­ing and say­ing, to every­one’s aston­ish­ment in the midst of a cur­ricu­lum debate, “Math­e­mat­ics is a language.”

As his work became known, uni­ver­si­ties here and abroad bestowed upon him hon­orary degrees. He was recip­i­ent of the Rum­ford Medal of the Amer­i­can Acad­e­my of Sci­ences and the Cop­ley Medal of Lon­don’s Roy­al Soci­ety, the high­est hon­or open to a sci­en­tist until the found­ing of the Nobel Prize. So mod­est­ly did Gibbs absorb these acco­lades that even his friends were unaware of the hon­ors until they read of them in his obituary.

Gibbs’ physics was one great cor­ner­stone of 19th cen­tu­ry sci­ence that sur­vived unscathed the intel­lec­tu­al rev­o­lu­tions of the 20th cen­tu­ry. He died in 1903, just two years before Ein­stein and Max Planck pub­lished their epoch-mak­ing papers on rel­a­tiv­i­ty and quan­tum physics. These two founders of mod­ern physics were late to dis­cov­er the works of Gibbs, and con­se­quent­ly, rein­vent­ed many of the same results — with dif­fi­cul­ty. Ein­stein knew of what he spoke when he placed Gibbs in the high­est rank of genius.

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