A beautiful blue-sky afternoon it was. As I walked back from my mailbox a freshly killed squirrel with half its head missing fell right in front of me. What a
A beautiful blue-sky afternoon it was. As I walked back from my mailbox, a freshly killed squirrel with half its head missing fell right in front of me. What a
Sixty years ago, on March 11, 1958, an Air Force bomber dropped a nuclear weapon on a farm in the rural Mars Bluff community outside Florence. The radioactive payload either wasn’t loaded in the warhead or didn’t detonate the stories differ.