A Walk With My Dad
I’m in central Pennsylvania today, hanging out with my father and stepmother. I’m not here for very long and there’s not that much to do anyway, but we did manage to squeeze a walk in before lunch. My father is a very special man, sometimes in the way that word is traditionally used and in other times in the more modern short-bus kind of interpretation. And so I want to share some of this with you.
In the above photographs, Dad is explaining how high-capacity transmission wires work and how they’ll have to change as we update the power grid and switch over to renewable energy. (They’re going to have to be twice and tall with a right-of-way twice as wide.)
And this is Dad poking shit with a stick to investigate what kind of animal it came out of. (Coyote.)
And this is Dad explaining (and enacting) his scheme for poaching firewood from public land.
What I’m trying to tell you is that I’m very fortunate, genetically speaking.