And then, obviously, I had to find a publisher. That one had me stumped. Furthermore, I suspect it might still have me stumped if I did not now have the full support of the Governor and the State Police of Ohio. _These police officers want Cooling guns!_ But even back then, while I was still the only man on Earth who knew about it, I managed to formulate a solution of sorts. Any publisher would be scared of the thing while only he and I and the printers knew about it. He'd be risking a Federal injunction, at the very least, even to consider publishing it. But if it were no longer a secret and simply not yet _common knowledge_, most publishers would grab it. If, for example, some manufacturing firm had already considered it and was planning to put Cooling guns into production.... Dr. Charles Whitney is currently the president and chief stockholder of the Cleveland Atomic Equipment Company, which designs and manufactures special tools and equipment for nuclear power companies, radiation labs and universities throughout the Midwest. He started the business after his dismissal from the AEC and built it up gradually over the ensuing ten years. We have some of his tools at Webster Tech. Then, too, Whitney and I had maintained a cursory, but friendly contact through the years, so naturally I thought of him first. He had the production layout for the job; what's more, he had the guts to go through with it. All I had to do was sell him on it. Unfortunately, by then I was scared silly. I was the furtive, sneaky little man whose invention would change the world. I contacted Dr. Whitney with a simple televisor call--but instead of suggesting a perfectly normal appointment at his office, I had to swear him to secrecy and arrange a clandestine meeting in the country! I wonder he didn't consult an almanac to see if there wasn't a full moon that night. In fact, I wonder that he came at all. It was pouring rain. * * * * * At least six hours are still required to reach Indian Lake in dry weather, even allowing the Federal Freeway's 125 mph speed limit. Once through the Columbus Turnoff, you have to double back westward and northward through a hilly, rural country with twisting county roads. You must have excellent driving ability to average more than 30 mph--and it won't be much more--over that maze of roads. When they're wet, you need driving ability just to stay on them. I'd worked late the night before, arranging my material for this meeting, and didn't arise until noon. One glance at the sky's heavy overcast told me what to expect. The weather reports confirmed it.