At about five thirty in the morning, father and daughter were rinsing off dishes, looking out the kitchen window toward the northeast. There was a little light in the sky as dawn approached. Suddenly they saw an intense flash. There was no sound, but a mushroom cloud rose in the sky. The Days looked at each other. What had they just seen? About a month later, when the news of the bombing of Hiroshima arrived through the weekly mail, they read about the test at Alamogordo, New Mexico, 180 miles distant, and realized they had seen the first blast of an atomic bomb.
