(2006)
To the metropolitan smart-set of the 1920's, cocktails swizzled with radium were ballyhoo'd as the "Nectar of the Gods""...the nearest god being Eben Byers - zillionaire, gadabout, and top-shelf physical specimen. This is the (mostly) true account of how Eben Byers and his fellow radium enthusiasts once flew too close to that glowing green sun. Written by Sarah Birns