It just seems impossible to comprehend. Just how many did we kill? I honestly have the feeling of groping for words to explain this or I might say My God what have we done.
He led one public life ... but there was a second side, a hidden side to Henry J. Lyons, a side that caused him to be brought here to this seat.
My God what have we done?
Call it biblical. Call it apocalyptic. Whatever you want to call it, take your pick.
I am certain the entire crew felt this experience was more than anyone human had ever thought possible.
Oct. 10? Hey, that's my birthday!
The women like the shopping, the kids like the amusement opportunities and a lot of time the men like the golf.
If I live a hundred years I'll never quite get those few minutes out of my mind.
[Sixty years ago tomorrow, the crew of the Enola Gay watched in awe as their payload detonated over the city of Hiroshima.] As the bomb exploded, we saw the entire city disappear, ... I wrote in my log, 'My God, what have we done?'
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