Tuesday, July 25, 2023

American Prometheus

 We don’t go to many movies, but we will go to “Oppenheimer.” I’m wading through AMERICAN PROMETHEUS now but will not have it read by Thursday when we plan to go.  Born in 1942, I don’t remember that first bomb explosion, but there was a spate of atomic tests I do remember as I grew older. I’ll probably have something to say about it on Friday. 


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