The single word “unseeable” ate at my foundations. Instinctively, I knew that word had nothing to do with nuclear power or any of what went on at the plant. The word didn’t refer, by definition, to something being unable to be seen because it was too secret to be allowed to be viewed or discuss with anyone about being viewed. No, the word itself meant invisible. I’d only heard the word used once before in regular, or any other, conversation. A professor at the University of New York, where I graduated before entering the Corps, referred to a light that had passed low and at phenomenal speed one weekend night. He mentioned to the class, when a student brought it up, that whatever the passing light appeared to be it was unseeable.

“But I saw it myself,” the young female student said.