Sunday signagePosted: October 30, 2011
One of the stops we made during our visit with family in Pennsylvania was a place just across from Three Mile Island. It used to be a viewing area, but has now been changed to a training facility. It was a Sunday, there were no signs or people directing us to stay away, so I walked near the road and took a few photos. I was surprised to find a historical marker. It just doesn’t seem like the type of thing that usually ends up on an historical marker.
On March 28, 1979, my oldest son and I (along with my parents) were a few miles downriver from Three Mile Island visiting with my mother-in-law, Jane. It wasn’t until later in the day when we had returned to my parents’ home in New Jersey that we first heard about the accident, a partial meltdown of the reactor core.
Three Mile Island Nuclear Generating Station (also known as TMI, an acronym most associate with Too Much Information these days, but every time I see it I think, “Three Mile Island”) is located just south of Harrisburg (the capitol of Pennsylvania) on Three Mile Island in the Susquehanna River.
We have driven past TMI many times on our trips to visit with family in Pennsylvania. Occasionally I stop to take photos, fascinated with the size of the towers and radiation in general. I grew up watching old sci-fi movies that involved radiation and the resulting creatures that developed from a release of radiation, movies such as Them! and Attack of the Giant Leeches. (To read more about sci-fi movies from the Atomic Age, visit Radiation Cinema!)
Also during my childhood I participated in the required nuclear air raid drills. I don’t think the “duck and cover” (huddle under your desk) we were taught would have been very effective in the event of a nuclear bombing, but I guess it made some folks feel better to know that something, anything, was being done.
It is an amazingly beautiful autumn day here in the Bogs. M and I thought about taking a trip up to the Holden Arboretum, but M the Younger is staying with us this weekend and we didn’t want to abandon him. He hasn’t been to the arboretum and neither has his wife so he would prefer to wait until Merdi can go with us (rather than go without her). Merdi, by the way, is visiting with family in Chicago this weekend, having gone with her grandmother and aunt. A girls’ outing, so to speak.
Instead of going to the arboretum, M the Elder and M the Younger are doing some more outdoor winter preparations. Bo (M the Younger’s dog) and I went for a walk around the pond and back to the woods. I enjoyed Bo’s company very much, even when he managed to get his long lead tangled in some vines forcing me to wade through water to rescue him.
One of the things I enjoyed most about Bo was the way he went bounding through the carpet of fallen leaves. He looked so joyful, as if it was his first time experiencing leaves on the ground. He would bound (it truly is the best word for it) into a pile of leaves, than dance and prance, making the leaves fly up. When we got back into the woods where it was raining leaves, Bo would leap around trying to catch the leaves before they hit the ground.
Bo was also my yoga partner this morning. He was lying on the living room floor in the dog version of corpse pose. When I walked into the room he got up, doing a downward facing dog stretch. With all those reminders, I decided to join him. I did about ten minutes of yoga with Bo, which was less than the usual amount of time I spend on the mat, but it’s Sunday, the weather is fine, and ten minutes is good enough for a day like today.
That’s about it from the Bogs for today. Thank you so much for dropping by and joining me on this beautiful fall day. I’ll be back tomorrow with some photos from the woods. The light and colors were wonderful. I would have brought you some of the photos today, but I want to spend some more time outdoors while the weather is so fine. 🙂