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| Web Issue | The thing we put together is what sets us apart. | Spring 2007 |
Viewpoints Rosters Address inquiries to |  The Nickajack Trail on the reef at Eniwetok Atoll in 1953 When I first saw the ship on the reef at Japtan Island at Eniwetok Atoll, I was in awe of its size and complexity. What missions had it accomplished? Where had it been? Why was it wrecked? Where are the men of its crew? How can we abandon 16,000 tons of steel as if it were a used up tin can? The answers were not readily available. The service men on our atoll were rotated every year, which left no eye witnesses to tell the story. The truth was distorted by the stories of 6 generations of men coming and going. |
| Sleet Sue . . . by J. Craig Wheeler I stared at the nothingness flowing past the crystal window. The emptiness was everything. It was the essence of the microscopic atom; the power of the Universe; the ascent of the human intellect; the Fall; the pettiness and the overwhelming significance of the human condition. Five billion years of evolution led to this: the capability to destroy everything time had bought; and it was completely invisible. I was vividly aware that I was one of the few human beings who had seen, who would ever see, this invisibility. It was liquid deuterium and completely transparent. Nothing marked its passage through the quartz window in front of my face. Yet I knew it was there, a racing fluid, not fluid by nature, but gas. It had been cooled and compressed by pure will and clever thermo-mechanical design. Click here to continue. |
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