Kenny Goldberg

J&J Innovative Medicine, Research & Development, Manufacturing & Applied Statistics
kgoldber@its.jnj.com

102 West Walnut Park Drive

My little sister Cindy is also on this site.
My parents, Joan and Marvin, are deceased since 2013 and 2010 respectively.
I graduated Central 237th class in 1978, Lehigh in 1981 with a BS in statistics,
and Temple (after work classes) with a PhD in statistics in 1991.
I've been working as a statistician in the pharmaceutical industry for 35 years--Wyeth from '81, Sanofi from '02, and J&J from '05.
First marriage in '85 gave me my kids, second marriage my perpetual happiness with Debbie who I've lived with since '04, bought a house in Devon with in '09, legally married in '12 before a judge, and publicly married with a rabbi and a big celebration in '13 (see my Facebook page for a picture).

I was just reminded of 2 great days in Mr Enama's 7th grade science class. My friend Andy Rose (who lived next door to me until 1966 and was the best man at my wedding 3 years ago and should be on this website too) just forward me a news story with his comment "I guess we were lucky young scientists". The headline of the story read "Calif. teen's bright future cut short by science experiment Homemade chemical rocket attached to a skateboard blew up, mortally injuring the teen, who died at a hospital". The rocket in the news story reminded me first of the day that Danny Stein and I presented Danny's homemade model rocket engine. We attached it to the floor and lit the fuse. A half minute later there was a black scorch mark on the hardwood floor, which I would not be surprised to still see there today. Fortunately the engine did not move and nobody got hurt. That was a fun class. Another time in that class, Mr Enama made hydrogen and put it into a balloon, which floated to the ceiling. We got the idea to stick a lit model rocket fuse into the balloon, which made the balloon not quite float anymore. We batted it around like a hot potato. Fortunately when it exploded with a short load bang and a quick flash of fire, it was in midair and nobody got hurt. That was a fun class. Yes, we were lucky young scientists and Mr Enama was a lucky middle-aged science teacher.