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- Safecracker Meets Safecracker
- I learned to pick locks from a guy named Leo Lavatelli. It
- turns out that picking ordinary tumbler locks—like Yale locks—is
- easy. You try to turn the lock by putting a screwdriver in the
- hole (you have to push from the side in order to leave the
- hole open). It doesn’t turn because there are some pins inside
- which have to be lifted to just the right height (by the key).
- Because it is not made perfectly, the lock is held more by one
- pin than the others. Now, if you push a little wire
- gadget—maybe a paper clip with a slight bump at the end—and
- jiggle it back and forth inside the lock, you’ll eventually push
- that one pin that’s doing the most holding, up to the right
- height. The lock gives, just a little bit, so the first pin stays
- up—it’s caught on the edge. Now most of the load is held by
- another pin, and you repeat the same random process for a
- few more minutes, until all the pins are pushed up.
- What often happens is that the screwdriver will slip and you
- hear tic-tic-tic, and it makes you mad. There are little springs
- that push the pins back down when a key is removed, and
- you can hear them click when you let go of the screwdriver.
- (Sometimes you intentionally let go of the screwdriver to see if
- you’re getting anywhere—you might be pushing the wrong way,
- for instance.) The process is something like Sisyphus: you’re
- always falling back downhill.
- It’s a simple process, but practice helps a lot. You learn how
- hard to push on things—hard enough so the pins will stay up,
- but not so hard that they won’t go up in the first place. What
- is not really appreciated by most people is that they’re
- perpetually locking themselves in with locks everywhere, and it’s
- not very hard to pick them.
- When we started to work on the atomic bomb project at
- Los Alamos, everything was in such a hurry that it wasn’t
- really ready. All the secrets of the project—everything about the
- atomic bomb—were kept in filing cabinets which, if they had
- locks at all, were locked with padlocks which had maybe only
- three pins: they were as easy as pie to open.
- To improve security the shop ouffitted every filing cabinet
- with a long rod that went down through the handles of the
- drawers and that was fastened by a padlock.
- Some guy said to me, “Look at this new thing the shop put
- on—can you open the cabinet now?”
- I looked at the back of the cabinet and saw that the
- drawers didn’t have a solid bottom. There was a slot with a
- wire rod in each one that held a slidable piece (which holds
- the papers up inside the drawer). I poked in from the back,
- slid the piece back, and began pulling the papers out through
- the slot. “Look!” I said. “I don’t even have to pick the lock.”
- Los Alamos was a very cooperative place, and we felt it our
- responsibility to point out things that should be improved. I’d
- keep complaining that the stuff was unsafe, and although
- everybody thought it was safe because there were steel rods
- and padlocks, it didn’t mean a damn thing.
- To demonstrate that the locks meant nothing, whenever I
- wanted somebody’s report and they weren’t around, I’d just go
- in their office, open the filing cabinet, and take it out. When I
- was finished I would give it back to the guy: “Thanks for your
- report.”
- “Where’d you get it?”
- “Out of your filing cabinet.”
- “But I locked it!”
- “I know you locked it. The locks are no good.”
- Finally some filing cabinets came which had combination
- locks on them made by the Mosler Safe Company. They had
- three drawers. Pulling the top drawer out would release the
- other drawers by a catch. The top drawer was opened by
- turning a combination wheel to the left, right, and left for the
- combination, and then right to number ten, which would draw
- back a bolt inside. The whole filing cabinet could be locked by
- closing the bottom drawers first, then the top drawer, and
- spinning the combination wheel away from number ten, which
- pushed up the bolt.
- These new filing cabinets were an immediate challenge,
- naturally. I love puzzles. One guy tries to make something to
- keep another guy out; there must be a way to beat it!
- I had first to understand how the lock worked, so I took
- apart the one in my office. The way it worked is this: There
- are three discs on a single shaft, one behind the other; each
- has a notch in a different place. The idea is to line up the
- notches so that when you turn the wheel to ten, the little
- friction drive will draw the bolt down into the slot generated by
- the notches of the three discs.
- Now, to turn the discs, there’s a pin sticking out from the
- back of the combination wheel, and a pin sticking up from the
- first disc at the same radius. Within one turn of the
- combination wheel, you’ve picked up the first disc.
- On the back of the first disc there’s a pin at the same
- radius as a pin on the front of the second disc, so by the
- time you’ve spun the combination wheel around twice, you’ve
- picked up the second disc as well.
- Keep turning the wheel, and a pin on the back of the
- second disc will catch a pin on the front of the third disc,
- which you now set into the proper position with the first
- number of the combination.
- Now you have to turn the combination wheel the other way
- one full turn to catch the second disc from the other side, and
- then continue to the second number of the combination to set
- the second disc.
- Again you reverse direction and set the first disc to its
- proper place. Now the notches are lined up, and by turning
- the wheel to ten, you open the cabinet.
- Well, I struggled, and I couldn’t get anywhere. I bought a
- couple of safecracker books, but they were all the same. In the
- beginning of the book there are some stories of the fantastic
- achievements of the safecracker, such as the woman caught in
- a meat refrigerator who is freezing to death, but the
- safecracker, hanging upside down, opens it in two minutes. Or
- there are some precious furs or gold bullion under water,
- down in the sea, and the safecracker dives down and opens
- the chest.
- In the second part of the book, they tell you how to crack
- a safe. There are all kinds of ninny-pinny, dopey things, like “It
- might be a good idea to try a date for the combination,
- because lots of people like to use dates.” Or “Think of the
- psychology of the owner of the safe, and what he might use
- for the combination.” And “The secretary is often worried that
- she might forget the combination of the safe, so she might
- write it down in one of the following places—along the edge of
- her desk drawer, on a list of names and addresses … and so
- on.
- They did tell me something sensible about how to open
- ordinary safes, and it’s easy to understand. Ordinary safes have
- an extra handle, so if you push down on the handle while
- you’re turning the combination wheel, things being unequal (as
- with locks), the force of the handle trying to push the bolt
- down into the notches (which are not lined up) is held up
- more by one disc than another. When the notch on that disc
- comes under the bolt, there’s a tiny click that you can hear
- with a stethoscope, or a slight decrease in friction that you can
- feel (you don’t have to sandpaper your fingertips), and you
- know, “There’s a number!”
- You don’t know whether it’s the first, second, or third
- number, but you can get a pretty good idea of that by finding
- out how many times you have to turn the wheel the other
- way to hear the same click again. If it’s a little less than once,
- it’s the first disc; if it’s a little less than twice, it’s the second
- disc (you have to make a correction for the thickness of the
- pins).
- This useful trick only works on ordinary safes, which have
- the extra handle, so I was stymied.
- I tried all kinds of subsidiary tricks with the cabinets, such as
- finding out how to release the latches on the lower drawers,
- without opening the top drawer, by taking off a screw in front
- and poking around with a piece of hanger wire.
- I tried spinning the combination wheel very rapidly and then
- going to ten, thus putting a little friction on, which I hoped
- would stop a disc at the right point in some manner. I tried all
- kinds of things. I was desperate.
- I also did a certain amount of systematic study. For instance,
- a typical combination was 69-32-21. How far off could a
- number be when you’re opening the safe? If the number was
- 69, would 68 work? Would 67 work? On the particular locks
- we had, the answer was yes for both, but 66 wouldn’t work.
- You could he off by two in either direction. That meant you
- only had to try one out of five numbers, so you could try
- zero, five, ten, fifteen, and so on. With twenty such numbers
- on a wheel of 100, that was 8000 possibilities instead of the
- 1,000,000 you would get if you had to try every single
- number.
- Now the question was, how long would it take me to try the
- 8000 combinations? Suppose I’ve got the first two numbers
- right of a combination I’m trying to get. Say the numbers are
- 69-32, but I don’t know it—I’ve got them as 70-30. Now I can
- try the twenty possible third numbers without having to set up
- the first two numbers each time. Now let’s suppose I have
- only the first number of the combination right. After trying the
- twenty numbers on the third disc, I move the second wheel
- only a little bit, and then do another twenty numbers on the
- third wheel.
- I practiced all the time on my own safe so I could do this
- process as fast as I could and not get lost in my mind as to
- which number I was pushing and mess up the first number.
- Like a guy who practices sleight of hand, I got it down to an
- absolute rhythm so I could try the 400 possible back numbers
- in less than half an hour. That meant I could open a safe in a
- maximum of eight hours—with an average time of four hours.
- There was another guy there at Los Alamos named Staley
- who was also interested in locks. We talked about it from time
- to time, but we weren’t getting anywhere much. After I got this
- idea how to open a safe in an average time of four hours, I
- wanted to show Staley how to do it, so I went into a guy’s
- office over in the computing department and asked, “Do you
- mind if I use your safe? I’d like to show Staley something.”
- Meanwhile some guys in the computing department came
- around and one of them said, “Hey, everybody; Feynman’s
- gonna show Staley how to open a safe, ha, ha, ha!” I wasn’t
- going to actually open the safe; I was just going to show
- Staley this way of quickly trying the back two numbers without
- losing your place and having to set up the first number again.
- I began. “Let’s suppose that the first number is forty, and
- we’re trying fifteen for the second number. We go back and
- forth, ten; back five more and forth, ten; and so on. Now
- we’ve tried all the possible third numbers. Now we try twenty
- for the second number: we go back and forth, ten; back five
- more and forth, ten; back five more and forth, CLICK!” My
- jaw dropped: the first and second numbers happened to be
- right!
- Nobody saw my expression because my back was towards
- them. Staley looked very surprised, but both of us caught on
- Very quickly as to what happened, so I pulled the top drawer
- out with a flourish and said, “And there you are!”
- Staley said, “I see what you mean; it’s a very good
- scheme”—and we walked out. Everybody was amazed. It was
- complete luck. Now I really had a reputation for opening
- safes.
- It took me about a year and a half to get that far (of
- course, I was working on the bomb, too!) but I figured that I
- had the safes beaten, in the sense that if there was a real
- difficulty—if somebody was lost, or dead, and nobody else knew
- the combination but the stuff in the filing cabinet was
- needed—I could open it. After reading what preposterous things
- the safecrackers claimed, I thought that was a rather
- respectable accomplishment.
- We had no entertainment there at Los Alamos, and we had
- to amuse ourselves somehow, so fiddling with the Mosler lock
- on my filing cabinet was one of my entertainments. One day I
- made an interesting observation: When the lock is opened and
- the drawer has been pulled out and the wheel is left on ten
- (which is what people do when they’ve opened their filing
- cabinet and are taking papers out of it), the bolt is still down.
- Now what does that mean, the bolt is still down? It means the
- bolt is in the slot made by the three discs, which are still
- properly lined up. Ahhhh!
- Now, if I turn the wheel away from ten a little bit, the bolt
- comes up; if I immediately go back to ten, the bolt goes back
- down again, because I haven’t yet disturbed the slot. If I keep
- going away from ten in steps of five, at some point the bolt
- won’t go back down when I go back to ten: the slot has just
- been disturbed. The number just before, which still let the bolt
- go down, is the last number of the combination!
- I realized that I could do the same thing to find the second
- number: As soon as I know the last number, I can turn the
- wheel around the other way and again, in lumps of five, push
- the second disc bit by bit until the bolt doesn’t go down. The
- number just before would be the second number.
- If I were very patient I would be able to pick up all three
- numbers that way, but the amount of work involved in picking
- up the first number of the combination by this elaborate
- scheme would be much more than just trying the twenty
- possible first numbers with the other two numbers that you
- already know, when the filing cabinet is closed.
- I practiced and I practiced until I could get the last two
- numbers off an open filing cabinet, hardly looking at the dial.
- Then, when I’d be in some guy’s office discussing some physics
- problem, I’d lean against his opened filing cabinet, and just like
- a guy who’s jiggling keys absent-mindedly while he’s talking, I’d
- just wobble the dial back and forth, back and forth. Sometimes
- I’d put my finger on the bolt so I wouldn’t have to look to
- see if it’s coming up. In this way I picked off the last two
- numbers of various filing cabinets. When I got back to my
- office I would write the two numbers down on a piece of
- paper that I kept inside the lock of my filing cabinet. I took
- the lock apart each time to get the paper—I thought that was
- a very safe place for them.
- After a while my reputation began to sail, because things like
- this would happen: Somebody would say, “Hey, Feynman!
- Christy’s out of town and we need a document from his
- safe—can you open it?”
- If it was a safe I knew I didn’t have the last two numbers
- of, I would simply say, “I’m sorry, but I can’t do it now; I’ve
- got this work that I have to do.” Otherwise, I would say,
- “Yeah, but I gotta get my tools.” I didn’t need any tools, but
- I’d go back to my office, open my filing cabinet, and look at
- my little piece of paper: “Christy—35, 60.” Then I’d get a
- screwdriver and go over to Christy’s office and close the door
- behind me. Obviously not everybody is supposed to be allowed
- to know how to do this!
- I’d be in there alone and I’d open the safe in a few
- minutes. All I had to do was try the first number at most
- twenty times, then sit around, reading a magazine or
- something, for fifteen or twenty minutes. There was no use
- trying to make it look too easy; somebody would figure out
- there was a trick to it! After a while I’d open the door and
- say, “It’s open.”
- People thought I was opening the safes from scratch. Now I
- could maintain the idea, which began with that accident with
- Staley, that I could open safes cold. Nobody figured out that I
- was picking the last two numbers off their safes, even
- though—perhaps because—I was doing it all the time, like a
- card sharp walking around all the time with a deck of cards,
- I often went to Oak Ridge to check up on the safety of the
- uranium plant. Everything was always in a hurry because it
- was wartime, and one time I had to go there on a weekend.
- It was Sunday, and we were in this fella’s office—a general, a
- head or a vice president of some company, a couple of other
- big muck-a-mucks, and me. We were gathered together to
- discuss a report that was in the fella’s safe—a secret
- safe—when suddenly he realized that he didn’t know the
- combination. His secretary was the only one who knew it, so
- he called her home and it turned out she had gone on a
- picnic up in the hills.
- While all this was going on, I asked, “Do you mind if I
- fiddle with the safe?”
- “Ha, ha, ha—not at all!” So I went over to the safe and
- started to fool around.
- They began to discuss how they could get a car to try to
- find the secretary, and the guy was getting more and more
- embarrassed because he had all these people waiting and he
- was such a jackass he didn’t know how to open his own safe.
- Everybody was all tense and getting mad at him, when
- CLICK!—the safe opened.
- In 10 minutes I had opened the safe that contained all the
- secret documents about the plant. They were astonished. The
- safes were apparently not very safe. It was a terrible shock: All
- this “eyes only” stuff, top secret, locked in this wonderful secret
- safe, and this guy opens it in ten minutes!
- Of course I was able to open the safe because of my
- perpetual habit of taking the last two numbers off. While in
- Oak Ridge the month before, I was in the same office when
- the safe was open and I took the numbers off in an
- absentminded way—I was always practicing my obsession.
- Although I hadn’t written them down, I was able to vaguely
- remember what they were. First I tried 40-15, then 15-40, but
- neither of those worked. Then I tried 10-45 with all the first
- numbers, and it opened.
- A similar thing happened on another weekend when I was
- visiting Oak Ridge. I had written a report that had to be OKed
- by a colonel, and it was in his safe. Everybody else keeps
- documents in filing cabinets like the ones at Los Alamos, but
- he was a colonel, so he had a much fancier, two-door safe
- with big handles that pull four ¾-inch-thick steel bolts from the
- frame. The great brass doors swung open and he took out my
- report to read.
- Not having had an opportunity to see any really good safes,
- I said to him, “Would you mind, while you’re reading my
- report, if I looked at your safe?”
- “Go right ahead,” he said, convinced that there was nothing
- I could do. I looked at the back of one of the solid brass
- doors, and I discovered that the combination wheel was
- connected to a little lock that looked exactly the same as the
- little unit that was on my filing cabinet at Los Alamos. Same
- company, same little bolt, except that when the bolt came
- down, the big handles on the safe could then move some rods
- sideways, and with a hunch of levers you could pull back all
- those ¾-inch steel rods. The whole lever system, it appeared,
- depends on the same little bolt that locks filing cabinets.
- Just for the sake of professional perfection, to make sure it
- was the same, I took the two numbers off the same way I did
- with the filing cabinet safes.
- Meanwhile, he was reading the report. When he’d finished
- he said, “All right, it’s fine.” He put the report in the safe,
- grabbed the big handles, and swung the great brass doors
- together. It sounds so good when they close, but I know it’s
- all psychological, because it’s nothing but the same damn lock.
- I couldn’t help but needle him a little bit (I always had a
- thing about military guys, in such wonderful uniforms) so I
- said, “The way you close that safe, I get the idea that you
- think things are safe in there.”
- “Of course.”
- “The only reason you think they’re safe in there is because
- civilians call it a ‘safe.’” (I put the word “civilians” in there to
- make it sound as if he’d been had by civilians.)
- He got very angry. “What do you mean—it’s not safe?”
- “A good safecracker could open it in thirty minutes.”
- “Can you open it in thirty minutes?”
- “I said a good safecracker. It would take me about
- forty-five.”
- “Well!” he said. “My wife is waiting at home for me with
- supper, but I’m gonna stay here and watch you, and you’re
- gonna sit down there and work on that damn thing for
- forty-five minutes and not open it!” He sat down in his big
- leather chair, put his feet up on his desk, and read.
- With complete confidence I picked up a chair, carried it over
- to the safe and sat down in front of it. I began to turn the
- wheel at random, just to make some action.
- After about five minutes, which is quite a long time when
- you’re just sitting and waiting, he lost some patience: “Well, are
- you making any progress?”
- “With a thing like this, you either open it or you don’t.”
- I figured one or two more minutes would be about time, so
- I began to work in earnest and two minutes later, CLINK—it
- opened.
- The colonel’s jaw dropped and his eyes bugged out.
- “Colonel,” I said, in a serious tone, “let me tell you
- something about these locks: When the door to the safe or the
- top drawer of the filing cabinet is left open, it’s very easy for
- someone to get the combination. That’s what I did while you
- were reading my report, just to demonstrate the danger. You
- should insist that everybody keep their filing cabinet drawers
- locked while they’re working, because when they’re open,
- they’re very, very vulnerable.”
- “Yeah! I see what you mean! That’s very interesting!” We
- were on the same side after that.
- The next time I went to Oak Ridge, all the secretaries and
- people who knew who I was were telling me, “Don’t come
- through here! Don’t come through here!”
- The colonel had sent a note around to everyone in the plant
- which said, “During his last visit, was Mr. Feynman at any time
- in your office, near your office, or walking through your
- office?” Some people answered yes; others said no. The ones
- who said yes got another note: “Please change the combination
- of your safe.”
- That was his solution: I was the danger. So they all had to
- change their combinations on account of me. It’s a pain in the
- neck to change a combination and remember the new one, so
- they were all mad at me and didn’t want me to come near
- them: they might have to change their combination once again.
- Of course, their filing cabinets were still left open while they
- were working!
- A library at Los Alamos held all of the documents we had
- ever worked on: It was a solid, concrete room with a big,
- beautiful door which had a metal wheel that turns—like a
- safe-deposit vault. During the war I had tried to look at it
- closely. I knew the girl who was the librarian, and I begged
- her to let me play with it a little bit. I was fascinated by it: it
- was the biggest lock I ever saw! I discovered that I could
- never use my method of picking off the last two numbers to
- get in. In fact, while turning the knob while the door was
- open, I made the lock close, so it was sticking out, and they
- couldn’t close the door again until the girl came and opened
- the lock again. That was the end of my fiddling around with
- that lock. I didn’t have time to figure out how it worked; it
- was much beyond my capacity.
- During the summer after the war I had some documents to
- write and work to finish up, so I went back to Los Alamos
- from Cornell, where I had taught during the year. In the
- middle of my work I had to refer to a document that I had
- written before but couldn’t remember, and it was down in the
- library.
- I went down to get the document, and there was a soldier
- walking back and forth, with a gun. It was a Saturday, and
- after the war the library was closed on Saturdays.
- Then I remembered what a good friend of mine, Frederic de
- Hoffman, had done. He was in the Declassification Section.
- After the war the army was thinking of declassifying some
- documents, and he had to go back and forth to the library so
- much—look at this document, look at that document, check
- this, check that—that he was going nuts! So he had a copy of
- every document—all the secrets to the atomic bomb—in nine
- filing cabinets in his office.
- I went down to his office, and the lights were on. It looked
- as if whoever was there—perhaps his secretary—had just
- stepped out for a few minutes, so I waited. While I was waiting
- I started to fiddle around with the combination wheel on one
- of the filing cabinets. (By the way, I didn’t have the last two
- numbers for de Hoffman’s safes; they were put in after the
- war, after I had left.)
- I started to play with one of the combination wheels and
- began to think about the safecracker books. I thought to
- myself, “I’ve never been much impressed by the tricks
- described in those books, so I’ve never tried them, but let’s see
- if we can open de Hoffman’s safe by following the book.”
- First trick, the secretary: she’s afraid she’s going to forget
- the combination, so she writes it down somewhere. I started to
- look in some of the places mentioned in the book. The desk
- drawer was locked, but it was an ordinary lock like Leo
- Lavatelli taught me how to open—ping! I look along the edge:
- nothing.
- Then I looked through the secretary’s papers. I found a
- sheet of paper that all the secretaries had, with the Greek
- letters carefully made—so they could recognize them in
- mathematical formulas—and named. And there, carelessly written
- along the top of the paper, was pi = 3.14159. Now, that’s six
- digits, and why does a secretary have to know the numerical
- value of pi? It was obvious; there was no other reason!
- I went over to the filing cabinets and tried the first one:
- 31-41-59. It didn’t open. Then I tried 59-41-31. That didn’t
- work either. Then 95-14-13. Backwards, forwards, upside down,
- turn it this way, turn it that—nothing!
- I closed the desk drawer and started to walk out the door,
- when I thought of the safecracker books again: Next, try the
- psychology method. I said to myself, “Freddy de Hoffman is
- just the kind of guy to use a mathematical constant for a safe
- combination.”
- I went back to the first filing cabinet and tried
- 27-18-28—CLICK! It opened! (The mathematical constant second
- in importance to pi is the base of natural logarithms, e:
- 2.71828 …) There were nine filing cabinets, and I had opened
- the first one, but the document I wanted was in another
- one—they were in alphabetical order by author. I tried the
- second filing cabinet: 27-18-28–CLICK! It opened with the same
- combination. I thought, “This is wonderful! I’ve opened the
- secrets to the atomic bomb, but if I’m ever going to tell this
- story, I’ve got to make sure that all the combinations are really
- the same!” Some of the filing cabinets were in the next room,
- so I tried 27-18-28 on one of them, and it opened. Now I’d
- opened three safes—all the same.
- I thought to myself, “Now I could write a safecracker book
- that would beat every one, because at the beginning I would
- tell how I opened safes whose contents were bigger and more
- valuable than what any safecracker anywhere had
- opened—except for a life, of course—but compared to the furs
- or the gold bullion, I have them all beat: I opened the safes
- which contained all the secrets to the atomic bomb: the
- schedules for the production of the plutonium, the purification
- procedures, how much material is needed, how the bomb
- works, how the neutrons are generated, what the design is, the
- dimensions—the entire information that was known at Los
- Alamos: the whole shmeer! ”
- I went back to the second filing cabinet and took out the
- document I wanted. Then I took a red grease pencil and a
- piece of yellow paper that was lying around in the office and
- wrote, “I borrowed document no. LA4312—Feynman the
- safecracker.” I put the note on top of the papers in the filing
- cabinet and closed it.
- Then I went to the first one I had opened and wrote
- another note: “This one was no harder to open than the other
- one—Wise Guy” and shut the cabinet.
- Then in the other cabinet, in the other room, I wrote,
- “When the combinations are all the same, one is no harder to
- open than another—Same Guy” and I shut that one. I went
- back to my office and wrote my report.
- That evening I went to the cafeteria and ate supper. There
- was Freddy de Hoffman. He said he was going over to his
- office to work, so just for fun I went with him.
- He started to work, and soon he went into the other room
- to open one of the filing cabinets in there—something I hadn’t
- counted on—and he happened to open the filing cabinet I had
- put the third note in, first. He opened the drawer, and he saw
- this foreign object in there—this bright yellow paper with
- something scrawled on it in bright red crayon.
- I had read in books that when somebody is afraid, his face
- gets sallow, but I had never seen it before. Well, it’s absolutely
- true. His face turned a gray, yellow green—it was really
- frightening to see. He picked up the paper, and his hand was
- shaking. “L-l-look at this!” he said, trembling.
- The note said, “When the combinations are all the same,
- one is no harder to open than another—Same Guy.”
- “What does it mean?” I said.
- “All the c-c-combinations of my safes are the s-s-same!” he
- stammered.
- “That ain’t such a good idea.”
- “I-I know that n-now!” he said, completely shaken.
- Another effect of the blood draining from the face must be
- that the brain doesn’t work right. “He signed who it was! He
- signed who it was!” he said.
- “
- What?” (I hadn’t put my name on that one.)
- “Yes,” he said, “it’s the same guy who’s been trying to get
- into Building Omega!”
- All during the war, and even after, there were these
- perpetual rumors: “Somebody’s been trying to get into Building
- Omega!” You see, during the war they were doing experiments
- for the bomb in which they wanted to get enough material
- together for the chain reaction to just get started. They would
- drop one piece of material through another, and when it went
- through, the reaction would start and they’d measure how
- many neutrons they got. The piece would fall through so fast
- that nothing should build up and explode. Enough of a reaction
- would begin, however, so they could tell that things were really
- starting correctly, that the rates were right, and everything was
- going according to prediction—a very dangerous experiment!
- Naturally, they were not doing this experiment in the middle
- of Los Alamos, but off several miles, in a canyon several mesas
- over, all isolated. This Building Omega had its own fence
- around it with guard towers. In the middle of the night when
- everything’s quiet, some rabbit comes out of the brush and
- smashes against the fence and makes a noise. The guard
- shoots. The lieutenant in charge comes around. What’s the
- guard going to say—that it was only a rabbit? No. “Somebody’s
- been trying to get into Building Omega and I scared him off!”
- So de Hoffman was pale and shaking, and he didn’t realize
- there was a flaw in his logic: it was not clear that the same
- guy who’d been trying to get into Building Omega was the
- same guy who was standing next to him.
- He asked me what to do.
- “Well, see if any documents are missing.”
- “It looks all right,” he said. “I don’t see any missing.”
- I tried to steer him to the filing cabinet I took my document
- out of. “Well, uh, if all the combinations are the same, perhaps
- he’s taken something from another drawer.”
- “Right!” he said, and he went back into his office and
- opened the first filing cabinet and found the second note I
- wrote: “This one was no harder than the other one—Wise
- Guy.”
- By that time it didn’t make any difference whether it was
- “Same Guy” or “Wise Guy”: It was completely clear to him
- that it was the guy who was trying to get into Building Omega.
- So to convince him to open the filing cabinet with my first
- note in it was particularly difficult, and I don’t remember how I
- talked him into it.
- He started to open it, so I began to walk down the hall,
- because I was a little bit afraid that when he found out who
- did it to him, I was going to get my throat cut!
- Sure enough, he came running down the hall after me, but
- instead of being angry, he practically put his arms around me
- because he was so completely relieved that this terrible burden
- of the atomic secrets being stolen was only me doing mischief.
- A few days later de Hoffman told me that he needed
- something from Kerst’s safe. Donald Kerst had gone back to
- Illinois and was hard to reach. “If you can open all my safes
- using the psychological method,” de Hoffman said (I had told
- him how I did it), “maybe you could open Kerst’s safe that
- way.”
- By now the story had gotten around, so several people
- came to watch this fantastic process where I was going to
- open Kerst’s safe—cold. There was no need for me to be
- alone. I didn’t have the last two numbers to Kerst’s safe, and
- to use the psychology method I needed people around who
- knew Kerst.
- We all went over to Kerst’s office and I checked the
- drawers for clues; there was nothing. Then I asked them,
- “What kind of a combination would Kerst use—a mathematical
- constant?”
- “Oh, no!” de Hoffman said. “Kerst would do something very
- simple.”
- I tried 10-20-30, 20-40-60, 60-40-20, 30-20-10. Nothing.
- Then I said, “Do you think he would use a date?”
- “Yeah!” they said. “He’s just the kind of guy to use a date.”
- We tried various dates: 8-6-45, when the bomb went off;
- 86-19-45; this date; that date; when the project started.
- Nothing worked.
- By this time most of the people had drifted off. They didn’t
- have the patience to watch me do this, but the only way to
- solve such a thing is patience!
- Then I decided to try everything from around 1900 until
- now. That sounds like a lot, but it’s not: the first number is a
- month, one through twelve, and I can try that using only three
- numbers: ten, five, and zero. The second number is a day,
- from one to thirty-one, which I can try with six numbers. The
- third number is the year, which was only forty-seven numbers
- at that time, which I could try with nine numbers. So the
- 8000 combinations had been reduced to 162, something I
- could try in fifteen or twenty minutes.
- Unfortunately I started with the high end of the numbers for
- the months, because when I finally opened it, the combination
- was 0-5-35.
- I turned to de Hoffman. “What happened to Kerst around
- January 5, 1935?”
- “His daughter was born in 1936,” de Hoffman said. “It must
- be her birthday.”
- Now I had opened two safes cold. I was getting good. Now
- I was professional.
- That same summer after the war, the guy from the property
- section was trying to take back some of the things the
- government had bought, to sell again as surplus. One of the
- things was a Captain’s safe. We all knew about this safe. The
- Captain, when he arrived during the war, decided that the filing
- cabinets weren’t safe enough for the secrets he was going to
- get, so he had to have a special safe.
- The Captain’s office was on the second floor of one of the
- flimsy wooden buildings that we all had our offices in, and the
- safe he ordered was a heavy steel safe. The workmen had to
- put down platforms of wood and use special jacks to get it up
- the steps. Since there wasn’t much amusement, we all watched
- this big safe being moved up to his office with great effort, and
- we all made jokes about what kind of secrets he was going to
- keep in there. Some fella said we oughta put our stuff in his
- safe, and let him put his stuff in ours. So everyone knew
- about this safe.
- The property section man wanted it for surplus, but first it
- had to be emptied, and the only people who knew the
- combination were the Captain, who was in Bikini, and Alvarez,
- who’d forgotten it. The man asked me to open it.
- I went up to his old office and said to the secretary, “Why
- don’t you phone the Captain and ask him the combination?”
- “I don’t want to bother him,” she said.
- “Well, you’re gonna bother me for maybe eight hours. I
- won’t do it unless you make an attempt to call him.”
- “OK, OK!” she said. She picked up the telephone and I went
- into the other room to look at the safe. There it was, that
- huge, steel safe, and its doors were wide open.
- I went back to the secretary. “It’s open.”
- “Marvelous!” she said, as she put down the phone.
- “No,” I said, “it was already open.”
- “Oh! I guess the property section was able to open it after
- all.”
- I went down to the man in the property section. “I went up
- to the safe and it was already open.”
- “Oh, yeah,” he said; “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I sent our
- regular locksmith up there to drill it, but before he drilled it he
- tried to open it, and he opened it.”
- So! First information: Los Alamos now has a regular
- locksmith. Second information: This man knows how to drill
- safes, something I know nothing about. Third information: He
- can open a safe cold—in a few minutes. This is a real
- professional, a real source of information. This guy I have to
- meet.
- I found out he was a locksmith they had hired after the
- war (when they weren’t as concerned about security) to take
- care of such things. It turned out that he didn’t have enough
- work to do opening safes, so he also repaired the Marchant
- calculators we had used. During the war I repaired those
- things all the time—so I had a way to meet him.
- Now I have never been surreptitious or tricky about meeting
- somebody; I just go right up and introduce myself. But in this
- case it was so important to meet this man, and I knew that
- before he would tell me any of his secrets on how to open
- safes, I would have to prove myself.
- I found out where his room was—in the basement of the
- theoretical physics section, where I worked—and I knew he
- worked in the evening, when the machines weren’t being used.
- So, at first I would walk past his door on my way to my
- office in the evening. That’s all; I’d just walk past.
- A few nights later, just a “Hi.” After a while, when he saw it
- was the same guy walking past, he’d say “Hi,” or “Good
- evening.”
- A few weeks of this slow process and I see he’s working on
- the Marchant calculators. I say nothing about them; it isn’t time
- yet.
- We gradually say a little more: “Hi! I see you’re working
- pretty hard!”
- “Yeah, pretty hard”—that kind of stuff.
- Finally, a breakthrough: he invites me for soup. It’s going
- very good now. Every evening we have soup together. Now I
- begin to talk a little bit about the adding machines, and he tells
- me he has a problem. He’s been trying to put a succession of
- spring-loaded wheels back onto a shaft, and he doesn’t have
- the right tool, or something; he’s been working on it for a
- week. I tell him that I used to work on those machines during
- the war, and “I’ll tell you what: you just leave the machine out
- tonight, and I’ll have a look at it tomorrow.”
- “OK,” he says, because he’s desperate.
- The next day I looked at the damn thing and tried to load
- it by holding all the wheels in my hand. It kept snapping back.
- I thought to myself, “If he’s been trying the same thing for a
- week, and I’m trying it and can’t do it, it ain’t the way to do
- it!” I stopped and looked at it very carefully, and I noticed that
- each wheel had a little hole—just a little hole. Then it dawned
- on me: I sprung the first one; then I put a piece of wire
- through the little hole. Then I sprung the second one and put
- the wire through it. Then the next one, the next one—like
- putting beads on a string—and I strung the whole thing the
- first time I tried it, got it all in line, pulled the wire out, and
- everything was OK.
- That night I showed him the little hole and how I did it,
- and from then on we talked a lot about machines; we got to
- be good friends. Now, in his office there were a lot of little
- cubbyholes that contained locks half taken apart, and pieces
- from safes, too. Oh, they were beautiful! But I still didn’t say a
- word about locks and safes.
- Finally, I figured the day was coming, so I decided to put
- out a little bit of bait about safes: I’d tell him the only thing
- worth a damn that I knew about them—that you can take the
- last two numbers off while it’s open. “Hey!” I said, looking over
- at the cubbyholes. “I see you’re working on Mosler safes.”
- “Yeah.”
- “You know, these locks are weak. If they’re open, you can
- take the last two numbers off …”
- “You can?” he said, finally showing some interest.
- “Yeah.”
- “Show me how,” he said. I showed him how to do it, and
- he turned to me. “What’s your name?” All this time we had
- never exchanged names.
- “Dick Feynman,” I said.
- “God! You’re Feynman!” he said in awe. “The great
- safecracker! I’ve heard about you; I’ve wanted to meet you for
- so long! I want to learn how to crack a safe from you.”
- “What do you mean? You know how to open safes cold.”
- “I don’t.”
- “Listen, I heard about the Captain’s safe, and I’ve been
- working pretty hard all this time because I wanted to meet
- you. And you tell me you don’t know how to open a safe
- cold.”
- “That’s right.”
- “Well you must know how to drill a safe.”
- “I don’t know how to do that either.”
- “WHAT?” I exclaimed. “The guy in the property section said
- you picked up your tools and went up to drill the Captain’s
- safe.”
- “Suppose you had a job as a locksmith,” he said, “and a
- guy comes down and asks you to drill a safe. What would you
- do?”
- “Well,” I replied, “I’d make a fancy thing of putting my tools
- together, pick them up and take them to the safe. Then I’d
- put my drill up against the safe somewhere at random and I’d
- go vvvvvvvvvvv, so I’d save my job.”
- “That’s exactly what I was going to do.”
- “But you opened it! You must know how to crack safes.”
- “Oh, yeah. I knew that the locks come from the factory set
- at 25-0-25 or 50-25-50, so I thought, ‘Who knows; maybe the
- guy didn’t bother to change the combination,’ and the second
- one worked.”
- So I did learn something from him—that he cracked safes
- by the same miraculous methods that I did. But even funnier
- was that this big shot Captain had to have a super, super safe,
- and had people go to all that trouble to hoist the thing up into
- his office, and he didn’t even bother to set the combination.
- I went from office to office in my building, trying those two
- factory combinations, and I opened about one safe in five
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