 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.