Marriage and Family Life
Dicke married Annie Currie in 1942. Annie, of Scottish descent, was born in Barrow-in-Furness in England in 1920 and as a young girl immigrated to Rochester, NY, via Australia and New Zealand, of which Annie had very fond memories. To her dying day, Annie would state that Australia was nice but New Zealand was Utopia.
At the beginning of World War II Robert was asked to assist the war effort by applying his skills to the development of radar with the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. Therefore, this is where they began their married life. During this time, Annie became friends with a number of the wives of other professors working on similar projects. However due to security concerns none of them knew what their husbands' work entailed and could never discuss it.
At the end of the war, Robert and Annie moved to Princeton, New Jersey where Robert was on the faculty at Princeton University. Robert died there March 4, 1997. Annie continued to live in Princeton until 2002. For the last years of her life she lived in Hightstown, New Jersey at Meadow Lakes Retirement Community until her death in 2005.
They had one daughter, Nancy born in 1945, and two sons, John born in 1946 and James born in 1953. At the time of Robert's death they had six grandchildren and two great grandchildren.
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