Life
Evsey Domar was born on April 16, 1914 in the Polish city of Łódź, which belonged to Russia at that time. He was raised and educated in Russian Outer Manchuria, from where he emigrated to the United States in 1936.
He received his Bachelor of Arts from UCLA in 1939, a Master of Science from the University of Michigan in 1940, another Master of Science from Harvard University in 1943, and his doctorate from Harvard in 1947.
In 1946 Evsey Domar married Carola Rosenthal. The couple had two daughters.
He was professor at the Carnegie Institute of Technology, The University of Chicago, the Johns Hopkins University and, from 1957 until the end of his career, at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology.
Evsey Domar was a member of several academic organizations, like the American Academy of Arts and Sciences, the Econometric Society, and the Center for Advanced Study in the Behavioral Sciences. He was on the executive committee of the American Economic Association from 1962 until 1965, and became the organization's vice president in 1970.
He was also president of the Association for Comparative Economics. Furthermore he worked for the RAND Corporation, the Ford Foundation, the Brookings Institution, the National Science Foundation, the Battelle Memorial Institute, and the Institute for Defense Analysis.
Evsey Domar died on April 1, 1997 in the Emerson Hospital in Concord, Massachusetts.
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