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S. Berliner, III
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note - The vast bulk of my massive Web presence (over 485 pages) had been hosted by AT&T's WorldNet service since 30 May 1996; they dropped WorldNet effective 31 Mar 2010 and I have been scrambling to transfer everything.  Everything's saved but all the links have to be changed, mostly by hand.  See my sbiii.com Transfer Page for any updates on this tedious process.

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Unindexed but see also the Pall HIPS Ultrasonic Filter Element Cleaner Page.

note-rt   DISCLAIMER - This private page is intended solely to facilitate communication among retired and former employees of Pall Corporation and is not to be taken in any way to represent an official page or site of that business entity.



Speaking of necrology, 30 Sea Cliff (Avenue), our old "Mecca" in Glen Cove, Long Island, New York, is no more.  Well, the street address remains, but the buildings are gone, finito, kaput!  I took some photos of the place all boarded up and being attacked on 15 Mar 2013 but there's nothing left now but a huge concrete pad and Henry Petronis' old machine shop out back (long since the August Thomsen plant).  See below.   new (24 May 2014)

ABRAHAM (Abe) KRASNOFF (10 Aug 2006)

Abe Krasnoff came to Pall as a fledgling CPA who was Doc's (Dr. Pall's) neighbor and was begged to help when Doc's first accountant absconded with the company funds!  He passed away on 02 Feb 2007.  As noted below, Abe personally hired me (which was a bit of a shock for Bob Gross, for whom he decided I would work) in late September of 1956 (when we had all of 50 employees and a net cap. of $5M!), and I last had the great pleasure of a half hour chat with him in a doctor's waiting room a few months back.  He was on regular dialysis but as cheerful as always and still incredibly funny and sharp as a tack.

[Apocrypha about Abe is posted below.]


Gene Bishop came to one of our old-timers's luncheons straight from the hospital and, sadly, passed on shortly afterward; at least we had a grand, good time together before we lost him.

Dr. DAVID (Doc) B(oris). PALL

Dr. Pall, founder, mentor, and guiding light for so very long, passed away;
the funeral was on 23 Sep 2004 and the local newspaper, NEWSDAY,
had a half-page obituary the following day (page A64).

[Apocrypha about Dr. Pall is posted below.]


We deeply regretted announcing the passing of the gentle giant, Charlie Roach,
(a Tuskeegee Airman!) also dearly belovèd of those who knew him well,
who passed away 11 Dec 2002.


Chesterfield (Chet) Franklin Seibert, Sr.,
a Senior Vice-President of the Corporation
and formerly Chief Engineer of Pall subsidiary Aircraft Porous Media, Inc.,

then in Glen Cove, Long Island, New York.
who was dearly belovèd of those who knew him well,
passed away the week of 01 Jan 2001.

A personal apocryphal note - at a big company party in 1962 (we were quite a family, then), Chet told my wife that she was expecting and that it would be a girl, our first, long before my wife even knew it to be so; he was, of course, quite correct on both counts!

Peter S. In___ia left our employ and was replaced by Raymond P. M___n; thus, we mixed our units, replacing PSI with RPM!   added.gif (08 Dec 08)

This is wildly POLITICALLY INCORRECT (now) but our English colleagues sent over an engineer with an absolutely priceless name -

P. Sweet of Fairey's in Middlesex!

Doc Apoc - Dr. Pall Apocrypha:

Dr. Pall had a ferocious reputation among those who didn't really know him; one of the earliest and best yarns is about the electric drill.  Back when the company was young and had just moved to Glen Cove, the electric drill vanished.  Doc sent Joe Lodato, the shop foreman, to Charles of Glen Cove, the local hardware store, to buy another.  It promptly vanished also.  After one or more further iterations, Doc blew his stack and sent Joe out to buy one for each shop employee and passed the word that he'd sack anyone who lost his drill!  No more drills disappeared.

Each new hire immediately heard about this "terrible tempered Mr. Bang" (Doc) and was appropriately terrified.  Thus, when the first lab manager was hired (Howie Abrams) and started work, he approached his job with some trepidation.  the very first morning, he started working at the lab bench and found a mild-mannered, pleasant gentleman working next to him so he introduced himself, "Hi, I'm Howie Abrams; I'm new here."; the man said, "Hi, I'm Dave Pall; I'm kinda new here, myself."!  Nobody, but nobody, called Doc "Dave" at work!

Abe Krasnoff, a CPA, was Doc's neighbor; one day Doc called him and said that the company accountant had absconded with the company funds - HELP!  Abe came and never left, becoming VP (when he hired me), Exec. VP, President, and finally CEO.

My baptism by fire was especially amusing (to me).  I had been hired by Abe as a lowly Engineering Aide and fed the usual malarkey about Doc.  I'd only been there two weeks when I was summoned to Doc's office!  WhuddidIdo?  I showed up duly apprehensive to find all the company brass assembled around Doc's desk looking very grave indeed.  Doc turned to me and asked if he hadn't said such-and-such a few days before; with my usual bravado (stupidity?) and temerity, I contradicted him and said that he had said so-and so.  Abe and Chet Siebert and Les Seawert and Ben Krakauer and all turned deathly white, waiting for Doc's awful wrath to descend upon me.  Doc turned toward me, propped his feet up on the desk pullout, clasped his hands over his belly, twiddled his thumbs, and blandly announced to all and sundry, "Well, you can't expect me to be consistent."!  I never did, which contributed greatly to my success in dealing with the great man.

[Another benefit I had was that I, whose scrawl is totally undecipherable, could read Doc's otherwise-unreadable "handwriting", an ability I shared only with his secretary.]

One memorable day, Abe called me in in a state of great alarm; on entering his office, I had a note from Doc thrust in my face and a demand for an explanation delivered in terms that would have made Jahweh himself proud.  in ever-expanding letter sizes, written diagonally across some innocuous memo of mine, Doc had scrawled in red felt-tip:

"Don't ever, ever, EVER, EVER, EVER let Sam do this again!"

Realizing that Doc had totally misread my memo, I quickly defused the situation but treasure the note (wonder if I can find it squirreled away in my old files?).

There was the time, however, when I very well deserved such.  One April First, I issued a company-wide carbon copy of a letter to an obscure division of Bendix Filter, our arch enemy, in which I divulged our greatest secrets and to which I had attached some of our most precious engineering drawings.  Of course, there was no such original letter and no such disclosures, but the great flap that ensued was well worth the risk to my hide and to my professional future.

Repeated from my Fun - Tech page; Pall, which makes fluid filters, was founded by Dr. David B. Pall; we at Pall determined that, on his death, his brain was to be donated to science so that they could study -


On 30 Jul 2019, I spoke to my old colleague Wendy (then-)Ericksen, perhaps the finest associate I ever had, and she told me this wonderful "Doc" gem:   added (30 Jul 2019)

APM (Aircraft Porous Media) made filters for civilian and military airplanes and, in that business, the worst situation that you could have, short of an accident, was AOG (Aircraft on the Ground for parts).  For AOG, you jumped!  Well, one day while Wendy was new to Pall/APM, we had an AOG and Wendy jumped!  Racing madly down from Engineering to the shop,she was impeded in the stairwell by an older gentleman at whom she barked, "AOG - get out of my way!" Shortly thereafter, she was summoned to the front office - "Oh, God, what have I done?"  After a few minutes wait, she was escorted into an office occupied by an older gentleman - no fair, you guessed!  He was, unsurprisingly, introduced to her as "Dr. Pall".  "Floor, please open up and swallow me!"  He stood up, came around the desk, shook Wendy's hand, and complimented her for her alacrity.  "Whew!"

{more to follow}

Abe Apoc - Abe Krasnoff Apocrypha:

As noted above, Abe hired me in late September of 1957 (without telling Bob Gross, for whom he'd hired me); it came about thusly: newly married, I was out interviewing and, on calling my bride, was told that an "Abe" had called from Pall Corporation.  I returned the call and Abe, who had interviewed me by himself, said, "The job is yours".  Hoping for a job with Acoustica, the ultrasonics firm (even back then!), I brilliantly replied, "I have an other offer; may I get back to you?"  Without a pause, Abe said, "You have a job; do you want it or not?".  I liked his forcefulness so much that I accepted on the spot.

A group of us were gathered in the middle of Engineering, talking about some part which Doc described as "obround".  Smart-ass and word maven then as now, I piped up that "There's no such word!"  Doc bemusedly asked how I knew.  I brashly asked that if I could prove it, would he capitulate, saying that if it was not in either the unabridged Webster's or Oxford that that should do it.  Doc accepted the challenge and off I went to peruse both massive tomes, returning to advise that I was right.  Doc amiably accepted his error (oh, I lived dangerously!) but Abe took me aside later and said that I was STILL wrong.  Naturally, I objected and Abe kindly said, "If Dr. Pall says it's obround, IT'S OBROUND!".

Another time, I was expounding on an important point and made the unfortunate mistake of starting to repeat what I'd said, for emphasis (I started to repeat what I'd said, for emphasis).  Abe, barely concealing his exasperation, quietly said, "You've MADE your point; STOP!".

As noted above, 30 Sea Cliff (Avenue), our old "Mecca" in Glen Cove, Long Island, New York, is no more.  The buildings are gone, finito, kaput!  I took some photos of the placeall boarded up and being attacked on 15 Mar 2013 (24 May 2014):

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30 Sea Cliff Avenue on 15 Mar 2013 - photos by and © 2013/2014 S. Berliner, III - all rights reserved.

It was a pretty grim sight, indeed!  What a lot of memories were invested in that building.

There's nothing left now but a huge concrete pad and Henry Petronis' old machine shop out back (long since the August Thomsen plant).  Tony Fabb was kind enough to send me these dismal views:

30SeaCliffTF45 30SeaCliffTF48
30 Sea Cliff Avenue ca. 22 May 2014 - photo by A. Fabbricante - all rights reserved.
L - Ground view to north from street || R - Looking down and south from bypass
(click on thumbnail for hi-res image)

Nothing left out front but the bus shelter!

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30 Sea Cliff Avenue ca. 22 May 2014 - photo by A. Fabbricante - all rights reserved.
L - Looking down and north from bypass near SC Ave bridge || R - Looking down and west from bypass
(click on thumbnail for hi-res image)

Sic semper gloria mundi; thanks, Tony.

While I'm at it, for those too young to remember such, here's a marked-up view of 30 showing the outline of the original ice house, later our furnace bay, where Glen Cove Creek runs under Sea Cliff Avenue (when it wasn't flooding and running through the ice house!), and the rooftop location where we had our telephone equipment and the ladies had their luncheon patio (24 May 2014).

30 Sea Cliff Avenue on 15 Mar 2013 - photo and markup by and © 2014 S. Berliner, III - all rights reserved.

From the air:

30 Sea Cliff Avenue 2014 - markup by and © 2014 S. Berliner, III - all rights reserved.

Oh why not?  Here's a "view" of the east wall, showing my old office (25 May 2014):

25 May 2014 "photo" and markup by and © 2014 S. Berliner, III - all rights reserved.

"Tales from Tony Fabb" - all this got Tony to remembering really early doings at Pall's predecessor, Micro Metallic (24 May 2014):

    "'How the Union Got In.' {edited ever so slightly by SB,III}

Once upon a time at Micro Metallic (on Bradford St. in Brooklyn, a narrow basement facility), Doc asked 'Tiny' (300+ pound, Polish-American employee) to get him a screw driver.  Tiny did so and placed it down where Doc was working; then walked away.  A moment later Doc (the villain) screamed at Tiny (Mr. Good Heart) for bringing the wrong kind of screw driver; threw it at him, and missed.  Tiny picked up the screw driver and threw it back at Doc.  The rest of us (me, Al Takas, Eddy Hewitt, Jack Coppola, Charlie Arnold, and Bobby Royster), ducked for cover.  When the screw driver went under a work bench, other weapons replaced it.  A short time later it stopped, and Tiny was fired.

Even at 78 cents an hour (1948), steady jobs were hard to get.  Al, Eddy, and I decided we needed protection and met with the UAW union rep. (Dan House) at a diner.  Dan set up a meeting with Doc.  After their meeting, Doc got us all together and asked who wanted to join the union.  Except for Jack, we all did.  To our surprise, Doc accepted and then told us all to go back to work.  We didn’t ask for money but just protection from flying missiles and getting fired on-the-spot.  All lived happily ever after!"

Paul Jaffe also was moved to recall the earlier days; he had just graduated from college and his mother spotted a full-page ad in the Levittown Tribune.  The ad promoted the benefits of working nearby and not needing to face the commute to "The City" each day.  "Come see Micro-Metallic!"  He did so and was was hired by Abe in June, 1956, for the princely sum of $90/week (how well I remember the triumph of hitting $100/week! - SB,III).  Paul, too, remembers a "nasty" note sent to him by Doc; it was in four colors, each lead in his Norma pencil breaking as he applied anger to paper.

Norma Pencil Retracted

Norma Pencil Blue Out

Norma Pencil Red Fully Out
(21 Sep 2004 photos by and © 2004/2014 S. Berliner, III - all rights reserved)
[More on Norma pencils on my Culture page 1.]

Keep 'em coming, folks!

I (S.B., III) was an employee of Pall Corporation and it's subsidiary, Aircraft Porous Media, Inc. for many years and offer this page as an initial meeting place for retirees of Pall Corporation and for former employees who left for any reason (other than dishonorable - happily there were exceedingly few of those).

It is the intention to set up an e-mailing list and communicate in that manner until such time as interest might justify creating a secure site on which addresses and telephone numbers could be exchanged.

For the interim, please respond to me and indicate whether or not you wish to have your name and e-address on the e-mail list, and whether or not you would be willing to have your snail-mailing address and telephone number forwarded to others on the list (and don't forget to furnish same if you do so wish).

See also the Pall HIPS Ultrasonic Filter Element Cleaner Page.


  What happens to all this when I DIE or (heaven forfend!) lose interest?  See LEGACY.


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