Spent almost two straight years at Pillgrim back in the late eighties. Some great people worked there then. Terry Corbett was my boss and I couldn't have asked for any better. I generally was assigned to Radwaste so I saw all the fun places. I was one of the Daryls of the "this is my other brother Daryl" fame.
You could tell it was going to be an interesting day when you open the Concentrator room door and there is melted 5 gallon resin buckets on the floor due to the radiation exposure.
One of my favorite moments was with one of Purdy's boys from the Radwaste Control Room. We had made an entry into the Floc Recycle Room to distribute the Floc more evenly in the HIC. I look arond the corner and Bobby Mahr is jumping up and down inside the HIC and powder is flying everywhere. Of course I yelled at him and made him leave. He does and exits to the adjacent room. When I go out to talk to him, he's peeing into the gutter while still wearing plastics and a respirator. His excuse, I had to go.
Another fond memory is being dragged to security for special questioning. Apparently a house tech overheard a conversation and it got twisted into me having a sex, drugs, and Rock & Roll party at my house on Labor day. While under interogation, I was able to produce two ticket stubs from the Red Sox game played on the day in question. That ended that investigation.
All in all, the area is great, getting a little congested with all the new stores etc. Can't beat living on the Cape.
For all you non-new englanders, the traffic circles are called rotaries. My observation is people don't drive any more aggressive in Massachusetts than say Phoenix, San Clemente, or any other large urban area.
Do Pilgrim at least once, you may hate the plant but the other opportunities in the surrounding area make it worth the trip.
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