From here to there and back
landed just outside oakridge, final home of the manhattan project. I did not get the nuclear, physics, radio or engineering gene.
A trip down nuclear family history lane...grandfather, nuclear physicist, 1930-1960, dad grad training in nuclear engineering at MIT when military thought all water surface and subsurface fleets would go nuclear, brother, here in oakridge, nuclear engineer who trains others in cleanup. Awe, my nuclear family--a whole alternative meaning to the term. Start up to clean up. Dang how did I get the art gene from that granddad but not at least the physics of simple machines gene!. Dang, my art could be facilitated with that gene.
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