Biography
Art Bachrach served in the U.S. Army from 1943 to 1946, and then studied at University of Virginia, where he received his Ph.D. in 1952.
Bachrach married Mary Susan Clement on September 11, 1954. Their first son, John, was born in 1957 and their second son, Hunter, was born in 1958.
Bachrach kept working at the Faculty in the University of Virginia Medical School, attaining the rank of Associate Professor in the Department of Neurology and Psychiatry. In 1962, he left the University of Virginia to accept the position of Professor and Chairman of the Department of Psychology at Arizona State University. From 1969 to 1987 he worked as Director of the Environmental Stress Program and Chair of Psychophysiology at the Naval Medical Research Institute at the Naval Medical Center in Bethesda.
At the end of the 1950s he was among the first members of the Society for General Systems Research. He was Senior Editor and Co-editor on several publications of the Underwater Physiology Symposia and a member of the Founding Editorial Board of the Undersea Biomedical Research Journal, a publication of the Undersea and Hyperbaric Medical Society.
After retiring, Bachrach and his wife, moved to Taos, New Mexico where they had established a home and a bookshop named "Moby Dickens," which they had founded in 1984. The bookshop is now managed by their daughter-in-law, Charlotte. Though Art died in December 2011, Susan is still active at Moby Dickens. Art, an incorrigible punster, affectionately referred to the out-of-print section as "Moldy Dickens". Bachrach was an active member of the D. H. Lawrence Society of North America.
Bachrach was awarded the U. S. Navy's Civilian Meritorious Achievement Medal in 1987, and the Academy of Underwater Arts and Sciences' New Orleans Grand Isle (NOGI) Award in 1973 and NOGI fellowship in 2007.
Art died at his home south of Taos, New Mexico the morning of December 19, 2011.
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