One afternoon last week a handful of Massachusetts Institute of Technology scientists gathered on the private airport of Col. Edward Howland Robinson Green at Round Hill. Mass. On a scaffold 30 ft. over their heads, a 100-ft. length of slender pipe pointed a battery of nozzles across the field. The sun set and the dusk thickened. All eyes were turned toward Buzzards Bay, where a bank of fog was rolling inland. The men had been waiting for fog for days.
When the billowing white curtain had blotted out land and sky. Researcher Henry G....
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