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Convalescence is a nervous time, exuberant, but shot through with real and fancied dangers; a frustrating time, irrational, irascible and full of hope. The world of 1946 was convalescent.
The U.S. Army sent a radar impulse to the moon, heard it bounce back. This was the farthest stretch of human communication. It said nothing whatever.
ΒΆ The U.S. was still (in uneasy probability) the only nation armed with the atomic bomb; the U.S. Army & Navy, before demonstrating it at Bikini, ordered a survey of caves for use in the day...
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