The Site is significant to my brother and I because my dad was there on that day. My brother wasn't born yet - he would be in a little over 6 weeks and I was a little over 3 years old.
We lived in Los Alamos. Mom had no idea what dad was doing or why he would be gone from time to time, because dad was a part of the Manhattan Project.
I have lots of memories: like nursery school and all the rabbits, rolling the metal hoops around the play yard; seeing my newborn brother through the hospital window for the first time; playing in the river (Rio Grande); that horrible poodle dog of mom's named Puffy (she didn't like me either); the day that I discovered those big metal machines that made lots of noise (tanks) and how I escaped the house unknown to mom, crawled through a hole in the chain link fence and sat in a pile of rocks (I didn't know about snakes or other bad creatures) to watch these big ole noisy machines. I learned many years later that the town was put on alert as the thought of a kidnapping was paramount on peoples minds. I was discovered by one of the tank crew members who saw me sitting in the pile of rocks. To this day I still am fascinated by the sound of the old tanks.
Jornada del Muerto valley (a part of the Camino Real Mexico City to Santa Fe route used in the late 1600's - known as the Journey of the Dead). It is easy, even today, to visualize the Spanish travelers moving across this area. One enters at the Stallion Range Center and drives around 17 miles to the Site.
Here are pictures I took and as the wind picked up so did the dust and the dark clouds came in.
|See the people walking out to the Site? Steady line.|
|Looking south from outside Ground Zero gates.|
|I think these are the Oscura Mts and parts of the Little Burro Mts. to the east.|
|To the northwest of Ground Zero.|
|Ground Zero marker.|
|Son Jim at the Ground Zero Marker|
|Lone remaining footer of the 100 ft tower holding the bomb.|
|The sign says Fat Man, but I know it as Fat Boy.|
|You can see the long lines coming out to the left.|
|Son and Jim heading back to the car. Enough wind.|
It was a fun day, despite the wind, and felt good to get out. As soon as that house back in Kansas gets sold, I am going to do some more exploring.
Thanks son for a fantastic day.
PS, if you are in the vicinty of Socorro NM, I recommend visiting the El Camino Real International Heritage Museum to learn more about the Spanish history of New Mexico (about 35 miles south of Socorro on I-25; and, to also visit the VLA, located off of US Hwy 60 west of Socorro.