He died in 2008, at age 82, as it turns out.

He was from Utah.

https://www.legacy.com/us/obituaries/tricityherald/name/galen-winsor-obituary?id=11408773

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J6VqSBUQzoI
(3 minutes - there are other videos as well)

In article <6c910a5b-69da-40d8-a208-9ba114b91dben@googlegroups.com>,
Lenona <lenona321@yahoo.com> wrote:
> He died in 2008, at age 82, as it turns out.
>
>He was from Utah.
>
>https://www.legacy.com/us/obituaries/tricityherald/name/galen-winsor-obituary?id=11408773
>
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J6VqSBUQzoI
> (3 minutes - there are other videos as well)

According to the video, he ate uranium (which was what the video was
about), not plutonium.

My understanding s that plutonium is much more dangerous, in every sense,
then uranium.

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From "Mother Jones," in 1985:

....Winsor crisscrosses the country— for $100 a day. plus expenses, for
the John Birch Society's American Opinion Speakers Bureau— to flack
for uranium and eat it too. A veteran of 35 years in the nuclear
industry, Winsor works as a consultant for EJ Crosby and Associates,
an outfit run by Bing's nephew Howard, when he's not on the road. He
dreams of the day when he can "pick up the core at Three Mile Island
with my bare hands to show there's nothing wrong with it," but insists
that he's not after publicity. "All I really want," he says modestly,
"is the rejuvenation of the plutonium recovery business."

Gee, Galen, we thought plutonium was, uh, poisonous. "Hell," he
chuckles, "I eat that too."

(end)

From "Mother Jones," in 1985:

....Winsor crisscrosses the country— for $100 a day. plus expenses, for
the John Birch Society's American Opinion Speakers Bureau— to flack
for uranium and eat it too. A veteran of 35 years in the nuclear
industry, Winsor works as a consultant for EJ Crosby and Associates,
an outfit run by Bing's nephew Howard, when he's not on the road. He
dreams of the day when he can "pick up the core at Three Mile Island
with my bare hands to show there's nothing wrong with it," but insists
that he's not after publicity. "All I really want," he says modestly,
"is the rejuvenation of the plutonium recovery business."

Gee, Galen, we thought plutonium was, uh, poisonous. "Hell," he chuckles, "I eat that too."