January 2009
6 posts
Zapped
A few years after I was born, my Dad met a stranger who was new to our small Texas town. From the beginning, Dad was fascinated with this enchanting newcomer and soon invited him to live with our family. The stranger was quickly accepted and was around from then on. As I grew up, I never questioned his place in my family. In my young mind, he had a special niche. My parents were complementary...
Trapping carbon dioxide in the ocean to help... →
Does feel a bit like wiping the dust under the carpet..