In 1944, I was assigned to the Manhattan Project in NYC. The highlight of my assignment in NYC was meeting my wife Shirley. Unfortunately I had to leave Shirley behind when I left for my next assignment in Oak Ridge. I was working in FERCLEVE as a production assistant handling their thermo diffusion. I was in the press pool at Oak Ridge during the dropping of the bomb. I remember that everyone was excited when it happened because we all anticipated the ending of the war. I even have some original photographs of the Oak Ridge installation, some of the key people involved, and a copy of the Tennessean newspaper when it published reports of the bomb.

Shortly after, I went to Los Alamos, NM. Shirley followed me out and we were married by a justice of the peace in Albuquerque. Ernie Pyle, the noted war correspondent, was married by the same JP earlier by proxy. We had the same service that Ernie wrote.

During our time in Los Alamos, our only address was a PO Box (1663) and all mail was still screened coming in and going out. That's where my wife learned to drive - on a weapons carrier up and down the hill to Los Alamos, very scary thought.

This was a big part of our lives and we still remain in contact with many of the friends we made during this time. For many years, we took our family vacations to coincide with the Reunions held in Los Alamos and our daughters met many of our friends and their children then.

Not only do we have memories of this time but we even have our table and chairs, each piece is stamped with the serial numbers, that were issued to us when we got our apartment. When we were leaving NM, we bought the set. Our daughter has refinished it and uses today. It is not uncommon, every time we sit down at that table, that we remember about this time.