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Monday
Feb152010

America’s Secret War Effort

Story by Andrea Gross; photos by Irv Green (unless otherwise noted)

 

I'm in Oak Ridge, Tennessee, and the gentleman across the table from me is telling me stories about a time when most Americans, including prominent senators, did the government’s bidding because… Well, just because they trusted the government to do the right thing. No bickering. No complaints. Not even any questions. These stories blow my mind.

On the airplane en route to Tennessee, I’d read articles about more partisan squabbling in Congress, more defiant businessmen, more people trying to advance their own interests at the expense of others. Now it occurs to me that, except for a few weeks after 9/11, I can't remember a time when the people of the United States were really united.

But this gentleman is telling me that such a time existed not so very long ago. “During World War II,” he says, “extraordinary things happened,” and he continues to tell me about the “Secret City” that existed in his neck of the woods.

It happened like this: On August 2, 1939, President Roosevelt received a letter from Albert Einstein stating that there was reason to believe Nazi Germany was developing nuclear capabilities. Roosevelt realized that the United States had no choice but to do likewise — and to it faster.

Thus was born the Manhattan Project, a massive, top-secret, all-out effort by the United States government to develop nuclear capabilities.

Senators and Congressmen authorized the money without debate, knowing only that it was needed for a secret war effort. (Hmmm…. Can you imagine this happening today?)

Three sites were chosen to be part of the program: Oak Ridge, Tennessee; Los Alamos, New Mexico, and Hanford, Washington. Oak Ridge, a 59,000-acre site in eastern Tennessee, was the first and largest. Three thousand people, many of whom had been forced from their farms just a decade earlier when the TVA built the Norris Dam, were asked to move again so that the government could build a new, ultra-secure city. They did so without complaint, without resentment, without lawsuits.

Almost overnight the new city sprung up. Homes, schools, stores and dance halls were built so quickly that children went to school in the morning and got lost going home because the landscape had changed so drastically in just those few hours. At its height, it was home to more than 82,000 people, making it the fifth biggest city in Tennessee, but it was such a well-kept secret that it never appeared on a map.

What's more, only a few people of those 75,000 folks knew what was going on inside of their fenced city. People worked hard and played hard, but they didn’t discuss their little piece of the project with family or friends.

Billboards based on the folkloric trio of moneys — see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil — reminded people of the necessity to mind their own business. And they did.

As a result, in three short years, the people at Oak Ridge figured out how to produce highly enriched uranium (a necessary ingredient for an atomic bomb), but most of them didn’t realize what they’d done or why they’d done it. They just knew they were serving their country, and that was enough for them.

At the same time, 51,000 people in Hanford, Washington were racing to produce plutonium and develop a production-scale nuclear reactor. And another group of people, this one comprised of 3,000 highly educated scientists, were working at Los Alamos, New Mexico. The Los Alamos group was responsible for turning the enriched uranium and plutonium into a nuclear weapon. Their work was so secret that they couldn’t tell anyone where they lived. All mail had to be sent to one address — P.O.  Box 1663, Santa Fe, NM — and was later distributed to the various scientists.

Back in Washington, high-level officials debated when — or whether —

to detonate the bomb, should the scientists be able to develop it. Vice President Harry Truman wasn't privy to these discussions. In fact, he had been president for two weeks before he was told that the United States had the power to end the war — and unleash a deadly weapon on the world.

When the folks in Oak Ridge heard that Truman had dropped an atomic bomb on Hiroshima, they were astounded. "So that's what we've been working on," one man exclaimed. Three days later, when the H-bomb was dropped on Nagasaki, many of the people at Hanford were similarly surprised. Only the scientists at Los Alamos and high level officials in Chicago and Washington, D.C. had known what the Manhattan Project was all about.

Many of the Manhattan Project sites still exist. In Oak Ridge, which advertises itself as the Secret City, visitors can see one of the original prefab Secret City houses in the American Museum of Science and Energy, walk around Jackson Square where the people who worked on the project spent much of their free time, and tour the K-12 factory where people worked to enrich uranium. (www.oakridgevisitor.com)

Hanford, which is filled with radioactive waste, has recently been opened to a limited number of visitors. (www.hanford.gov)

In Los Alamos, people can tour the old Fuller Lodge that served as a mess hall and guest quarters during the Manhattan Project, see where J. Robert Oppenheimer (scientific director of the project) lived and, best of all, explore the Bradbury Science Museum which houses, among other things, Einstein’s 1939 letter to Roosevelt. (www.bsm.lanl.gov)

Less than 100 miles away, in Albuquerque, the National Atomic Museum displays the actual casings used for the Hiroshima and Nagasaki atomic bombs. (www.nuclearmuseum.org)

But more interesting than the sites are the questions that people have after visiting them. The obvious — and most heatedly debated —question is should the United States have built, and used, the bombs.

But equally as interesting to me, in these days when our country is so vehemently partisan, is that the people of the United States were so unified. They were willing to do whatever it took to win the war — whether it meant authorizing money, keeping secrets, or unhesitatingly doing as they were told.

The bigger question, of course, is: Is that a good thing?

 

Andrea (Andy) Gross has seen komodo dragons in Indonesia, taught English in China, trekked in Bhutan and climbed a windmill in Elk Horn, Iowa (population 650) — proving that it’s just as possible to find good stories in Iowa as in Indonesia. Her travel articles have appeared in newspapers and magazines throughout the United States as well as in several foreign countries. www.andreagross.com

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Reader Comments (3)

Great article...you learn something new every day.

February 16, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterPhyllis D.

Very thought-provoking piece! Thanks for the enlightenment!

February 21, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterMary L.

Since I had just read "War Stories Continue" in The Calhoun Times, a St. Matthews, S.C., weekly newspaper, I was fascinated by Andrea Gross' article on Oakridge because of the similarity in the unified support of our country during World War II.
The author of "War Stories" remembered that as a teenager in Port Lavaca, Texas, she and a friend were designated as "spotters" to watch for planes and submarines in the bay. They notified the authorities when they saw planes - by country and make - as well as German and Japanese submarines. They even noticed people "dressed like Quakers" walking the beach, the man carrying a "fiddle case" - and reported them. They turned out to be German spies, drawing maps of the coastline ...
Of course, as Gross points out, Oakridge involved the single-minded effort of thousands of people. I doubt this devotion would be possible today. But turning two teenagers into dedicated patriots is also pretty amazing!

February 22, 2010 | Unregistered CommenterMary Eloise H. L.

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