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Celebratio Mathematica

Friedrich E. P. Hirzebruch

Friedrich Hirzebruch (1927–2012)

by Graeme Segal

The month I spent in Bonn as a second-year gradu­ate stu­dent in the au­tumn of 1964, when I first en­countered Fritz Hirzebruch, re­mains one of my most vivid memor­ies. When I think of all he must have been in­volved in I am humbled to think of his kind­ness in spend­ing so much time, not just in talk­ing to me about my work but in mak­ing sure that my wife, Des­ley, and I were at home and happy in what was for us a strange new world.

For a young Aus­trali­an, Ger­many then was an over­whelm­ingly form­al place. After two years I had just about be­come ac­cus­tomed to the in­creased form­al­ity of Eng­land, but in Ger­many it at­tained an­oth­er level. In ret­ro­spect I see that the coun­try was poised on the brink of a great change in so­cial style, and I think this was es­sen­tial to Fritz’s ma­gic. On one side he was the per­fect Ger­man pro­fess­or of the old school: al­though only thirty-eight, he had already served a term as dean of the Fac­ulty of Sci­ences and was a fig­ure of mani­fest au­thor­ity. (My status rock­eted with the very gen­teel eld­erly lady in whose house we were lodging when one day the Herr Pro­fess­or ar­rived in per­son to pick me up.) He gave won­der­ful lec­tures, but what I most re­mem­ber about them was his use of the Ger­man lan­guage — his long, el­eg­ant, ar­tic­u­lated sen­tences in which every clause clicked fault­lessly in­to place. Math­em­aticians had long since ceased to lec­ture like that in Eng­lish; I won­der wheth­er it still hap­pens in Ger­many?

Shiing-Shen Chern, Samuel Eilenberg, and Friedrich Hirzebruch, 1956 in Mexico.

But there was an­oth­er side, as Fritz had be­come part of the Prin­ceton math­em­at­ic­al world with its very dif­fer­ent man­ners. He had at­trac­ted Jacques Tits to Bonn as his closest col­league, and they called each oth­er “Fritz” and “Jacques” in pub­lic, which was con­stantly re­marked upon to me — some­times with a def­in­ite hint of dis­ap­prov­al — by the As­sist­en­ten in the de­part­ment. (Peter Pears and Ju­li­an Bream came and gave a re­cit­al in Bonn at the time, and the in­form­al­ity of their dress and de­mean­or on stage also caused a flut­ter.) I had no idea then of Fritz’s great achieve­ment in re­build­ing Ger­man math­em­at­ics from the late 1950s on, but it seems to me that a big part of his suc­cess must have come from his abil­ity to shine in two, at least, very dif­fer­ent styles at once, with al­ways just the ti­ni­est sug­ges­tion of iron­ic­al de­tach­ment from each. He evid­ently had a re­mark­able abil­ity to see what was needed and what was pos­sible for the math­em­at­ic­al world and a per­fectly prag­mat­ic way of pur­su­ing it, with al­most noth­ing show­ing of amour propre. For­eign math­em­at­ic­al vis­it­ors like me saw little of his “Ger­man­ic” style bey­ond the le­gendary clock­work per­fec­tion of the ar­range­ments for the an­nu­al Arbeit­sta­gung, but, look­ing back, I mar­vel at how, in gath­er­ing to­geth­er such an out­stand­ing panoply of di­verse math­em­aticians from all over the world in his in­sti­tute, he man­aged to seem — and in­deed to be — so uni­formly be­ne­vol­ent, some­times in the face of much that was surely ali­en and even of­fens­ive to his own nature. I some­times felt he had a spe­cial af­fin­ity with the Ja­pan­ese vis­it­ors, whose re­served man­ners had something in com­mon with his own.

I shall not try to talk about Fritz’s math­em­at­ic­al work, as I don’t feel the best-placed per­son to do that. I al­ways ad­mired his taste for beau­ti­ful con­crete geo­met­ric ex­amples and all he could ex­tract from them, though I nev­er my­self worked quite in his area. But I can­not res­ist men­tion­ing one of his earli­est achieve­ments. When I be­came a gradu­ate stu­dent in 1962 the first sug­ges­tion made to me by my first su­per­visor, Sir Wil­li­am Hodge, was to try to read Hirzebruch’s Neue to­po­lo­gis­che Meth­oden in der al­geb­rais­chen Geo­met­rie, which had just ap­peared. It was far above my head then, but it be­gins with the piece of al­gebra whereby a form­al power series gives rise to a mul­ti­plic­at­ive char­ac­ter­ist­ic class for vec­tor bundles. I was be­wildered but tre­mend­ously in­trigued by this, and I re­mem­ber strug­gling with the proof that the only series \( f (x) \) such that the coef­fi­cient of \( x^m \) in \( f (x)^{m+1} \) is 1 for all \( m \) is the fam­ous one \begin{equation*} f (x) = x/(1 - e^{-x} ) \end{equation*} which defines the Todd genus. I can only say that al­most everything I have ever thought about in math­em­at­ics, in \( K \)-the­ory, in­dex the­ory, el­lipt­ic co­homo­logy, de­form­a­tion quant­iz­a­tion, or whatever has in­volved what I learned then.