The Climate Crisis

The Climate Crisis and me in the Pandemic World

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The Climate Crisis. To be honest I am not sure what day in particular I woke up to find I was terrified of where the earth was headed. I do know that I had sleepless nights, worries that absorbed me and made me so afraid. Not for myself of course. Afraid for the future (or lack of one) that my grandchildren would face.

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Catherine Dunn

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