Oak
Ridge, Tennessee
It seems an impossible task--seizing the
farms and rural homesteads of people living in a 60,000 acre swath of Tennessee
hill country, giving the property owners just a couple weeks to evacuate,
building a city of over 70,000 from scratch on the seized land, recruiting the
people to build and populate it without telling them where they will live or
what they will do there--and accomplishing all this in just two years. Thousands of the people here are doing work
that directly supports the development of the atomic bomb that will be dropped
on Hiroshima, but most of them do not understand the meaning of the dials they
are watching and the knobs they are turning in doing their jobs.
They can’t put the pieces together, because
they are prohibited from discussing their work with anyone--even a spouse. It is the fifth largest city in Tennessee,
with the sixth largest bus fleet in the country and 300 miles of roads and 55
miles of railroads, but it doesn’t appear on any map.
We are disappointed, but should not be surprised, that little of the original city remains. After all, they were putting up prefab houses every 30 minutes, and trailer homes even more quickly. The houses were simple and small. And, despite federal policies prohibiting racial segregation or discrimination, the housing for black people, called “hutments,” were segregated not only by color, but also by gender, were heated by stoves and had no glass windows or indoor plumbing--bath houses were shared by 24 or more people. A reporter for the Chicago Defender, visiting Oak Ridge when its gates were opened at the end of the war, wrote, “It is the first community I have ever seen with slums that were planned. The concept in the back of the planning and operation of this small city is as backward sociologically as its atomic bomb is advanced scientifically.”
Those hovels were surely the first to be
ripped down, if they didn’t fall down first.
The T25 Uranium Enrichment Plant, once
the largest building in the world-- 44 acres under one roof--was erected by
12,000 workers in less than two years, but sadly, there is no longer any evidence
that it ever existed. The nuclear research sites are taking far longer to
deconstruct than they took to construct, but many are in the process of being
carefully and safely leveled.
We did tour a no longer active graphite
reactor, which has not been destroyed, evidently because it was not difficult
to make it safe, and it has a very good story.
We felt almost as though we were in the scientific version of a
shrine. This reactor was the first to:
·
Produce
small quantities of plutonium used in developing a nuclear weapon (the bomb
dropped on Nagasaki),
·
Produce
a radioisotope for science
·
Produce
electricity from nuclear energy
·
Enable
studies of health hazard of reactor radiation (we are wondering if this was an
accidental or planned health hazard study)
·
Produce
a radioisotope used to treat cancer (carbon -14)
·
Other
stuff to complicated to get into
Our biggest surprise of the day was that
Oak Ridge remains a secret city. It has
two of the world’s most intense neutron sources, and scientists the world over
come here to do neutron scattering research.
The world’s largest computer resides here. As does the world’s largest
stockpile of enriched uranium. And, there is a Homeland Security outpost in an
area of the complex where we are instructed that we cannot take pictures.
What might they be working on in these
places, and in other areas of this vast complex where our bus failed to take
us?
Today we are looking back almost three
quarters of a century in amazement at what our nation was able to accomplish
here under the cloak of secrecy. We
can’t help but wonder what people touring here in another few decades might be
saying about research going on here now.
On a lighter note, we can’t leave Oak
Ridge without mentioning Big Ed’s Pizza, which our guide on the bus tour told
us is the one place in town that the Oak Ridge staff always take visiting
scientists and dignitaries.
Hearing
this, we had to go there ourselves. The
menu is on a 4”x 6” card. All they serve
is pizza, beer and a bunch of other non-alcoholic beverages. No salad, no breadsticks or chicken wings or
calzones. Just really good pizza served
in a big dark noisy room lined with a crazy mish mash of historic, sports and
celebrity memorabilia. We waited almost
an hour for our pizza, but it was so worth it.
It might have been our most authentic Oak Ridge experience.
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