I began my engineering career in the early 1960s, an era when big was beautiful. This was also a time of great rivalry between the US and the Russians. As often as not this required demonstrations of who was the bigger man. Edward Teller, who will make a guest appearance later in this story, had designed and tested his hydrogen bomb on a Pacific island a few years before; the stolen Russian version inspired rational terror in us all in the following year. My first experience with a nuclear weapon was as a young army lieutenant in 1961 -- a later post for this blog -- and the Berlin blockade, followed soon after by a near miss of war in the Cuban missile crisis. There was a good deal of talk of Atoms for Peace too. The Bay Area Vallecitos plant, said to have been assembled from the innards of a Russian submarine, was commissioned in the late 1950s, and by 1963 PG&E, having failed to build a plant at Bodega Bay near San Francisco, had purchased a lonely coastal site at Diablo Canyon, even securing an endorsement from the Sierra Club that this would be a good site for a 2000 Mw plant.
Afghan "terrorist" country today,
peaceful in 1963 when I took my long bus ride through the Hindu Kush |