“Rog 88” was the pilot’s abbreviated, almost casual response to the duty controller’s request for a radio check. On hearing that standard radio-communications exchange over the intercom of his remote radar bomb scoring (RBS) site on the Texas shoreline, the young radar operator broke lock on the massive B-52 bomber he’d been tracking and repositioned the antenna atop his trailer 140° to the left. Satisfied the pencil beam of his radar was trained on the bomb run “front door” 70 miles away to the northeast, he left his trailer for a ten-minute break before MEAL 88 would return through that imaginary point in space at 800 feet above the water and 350 knots indicated airspeed for the aircrew’s third and …