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- Tri-Valley Herald : Looking Back
- Valley Times : Do You Remember?
- The Independent : Do You Remember?
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and the Times on Sundays.
They will also be found on this page each week as well.
If you've missed any please follow the links on the dates to catch up.
Underground shelters abound in valley Part 1
By Barry Schrader.................................February
Dick Angel brought to mind another era and another mindset when he recently
mentioned the fallout shelter buried in the front yard of his Neal Street
home in Pleasanton. It had been installed by the houses original owner
John Long during those scary Cold War days around the time of the Cuban
Dick just sold the house so the new owners will have to decide what
to do with it. He shared an anecdote that one time his 16-year-old daughter
disappeared and they called Pleasanton police to look for her overnight.
The next day they discovered she had gone down to the fallout shelter and
fallen asleep there.
This topic is so big that it will take two weeks to tell the best stories
about this valleys obsession with shelters back in the 1960s, so this
is Part One. The difference between types of shelters needs to be defined.
A bomb shelter is a reinforced concrete bunker underground where people
go if given enough warning of an impending nuclear attack. A fallout shelter
(which most are in this valley) is an underground chamber where people flee
to avoid the radiation spread by a nuclear explosion some distance away
(like San Francisco for example). Reading some old Civil Defense pamphlets,
there seems to be some difference of opinion about how long you were expected
to stay in these shelters, hence how much food and water should you store
and when you could recirculate the air from above ground if the radioactivity
is still out there. These are dilemmas each family faced as they struggled
with whether to build a shelter, how long they might have to stay in it,
and whether to go into a joint venture with neighbors or coworkers.
The granddaddy of all local shelters was a massive project constructed
in a hillside out North Livermore Avenue by 30 families, most of them affiliated
with Lawrence Livermore Laboratory at the time. They included high level
Lab officials, so other residents must have taken the nuclear threat seriously
when they learned knowledgeable Lab scientists felt the need for such protection.
It was a six acre parcel, with 33 rooms inside. Each family supplied the
beds, food and other basics needed to survive for a certain period of time.
Generators and air circulation systems were included and I imagine radiation
monitoring equipment was also a part of the complex.
Without their permission, I wont mention the names of all the
families, but three did talk with me about the experience. Henri Fankhauser
remembers spending two weekends underground in a drill so they would know
what it was like to live there. Dorothy Hudgins, whose late husband Art
and his boss Duane Sewell were two principals in the project, recalls the
big steel door, then the steps leading to the tunnel off which the rooms
were located. She said there was a common cooking area and the labyrinth
was divided into three sections, so in case one was breached the other two
could remain inhabitable. They also had toilet facilities for each of the
Joan Boer, who was a young mother with three children at the time, vividly
remembers going inside the shelter for a drill under the blaze of lights
from TV cameras and other press covering their weekend excursion underground.
Exiting at the end of the exercise she was photographed in a newspaper carrying
her then-eight-month-old son Nicholas in her arms. So much for secrecy and
anonymity in building a hideout!
Over 20 years ago the families finally found a buyer for the six acre
parcel and abandoned their costly and long unused shelter project. It is
not known if the new owner just sealed up the entrance or uses it for a
gigantic wine cellar.
Looking around for other private family shelters I ran into former Livermore
Mayor John Shirley who teamed up with three other families, the Jim Bells,
the Bert Dukes, and theVan Ormers. The fallout shelter was buried behind
Johns veterinary building on Railroad Avenue. The entry hatch and
steel ladder to the underground chamber were acquired from an old merchant
marine vessel and it cost $2,400 to build, much of the work done by the
families themselves. It included a 300 gallon water tank and food supplies
for up to two weeks. John said once they realized it was not going to be
needed he housed some of his summer veterinary interns down there. But then
one wet winter the chamber was flooded when the sump pump didnt evacuate
the water fast enough, so they abandoned the place altogether and havent
opened the hatch since.
One shelter still in good condition is on Chateau in Livermore, built
by the original owners back in the early Sixties. A young couple that just
purchased the home allowed me to tour the spacious 22 by 24 foot room, with
two entrances, one a trap door and steel ladder through a bedroom closet
and the other one a set of cement steps hidden inside the pool house. The
enclosure has a two-foot thick reinforced concrete ceiling, running water,
an air circulation system with a hand crank in case the power fails, electricity
and is still water-proof and comfortable inside. Being amateur winemakers
they anticipate turning this into the perfect wine cellar and plan to make
some champagne from their Chardonnay grapes.
But most underground shelters have turned into watery, uninhabitable
albatrosses. Carolyn Ramsey told me about the one her late husband Bill
built back in 1962 in their Livermore backyard, complete with running water,
electricity and ventilation system. She said they stocked it with canned
good, dried foods and a little booze. She recalled that Bill
used to go down there to cool off when it was 100 degrees outside and either
read or listen to the radio. But after his death it was no longer used and
now she wont even go down there.
Next weeks column will cover public and government shelters plus
city Civil Defense plans.
Last weeks history mystery location turned out to be a surprise
to everyone, but Sandians were up to the challenge. I listed GPS coordinates
for a geodetic survey marker that was supposedly at Sandia, according to
the old records that were last updated in 1957. It seems that at the time
Sandia occupied two buildings north of East Avenue while awaiting the construction
of new facilities across the street, so the marker was registered on Sandia
property. In fact, the benchmark disk had first been placed there in 1944
when the Livermore Naval Air Station occupied the site, then rediscovered
and recorded on the cement slab around a manhole cover in 1957. But Sandians
Joanne Lombardi and Steve Bunn took up the hunt this past week and found
the exact markerjust inside the parking lot fence by the LLNL South
Gate where the South Cafeteria parking lot exists today. (FYI, the cafeteria
that served Sandia and Lab employees in that area for nearly 40 years just
closed down.) By pushing back some ground cover you can spot itstill
in good condition. Joanne is a member of the international Geocaching.com
adventure group that hunts for landmarks and GPS points all over the world.
But thats another story. Rich Larson from Sandia also hunted for the
benchmark but confined his search to the south side of the street where
I erroneously reported it might be.
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