Long before H-hour, millions of expectant televiewers across the U.S. were gathered around their sets. As the minutes ticked by, the announcer on News Nob, ten miles from Yucca Flat, Nev., described the scene tensely. Only 15 minutes before H-hour, the picture grew shaky, wobbled, then disappeared. When it came back, there was a new camera angle, this time from Charleston Peak, 57 miles away. Then, at 9:30 a.m. P.S.T., viewers got what they were waiting for: a live telecast of an atomic explosion, the first ever covered on a television network.*
But instead of a blinding blast of whiteness, viewers...
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