In 1980, my mother and her friend Chloe, after many years of walking weekly in the woods adjacent to my home, decided it was up to them to try to preserve the city property from being logged for income. My forester father told my mother she was a “damned environmentalist,” and that didn’t stop her. (Finally he joined the effort: a kind of “if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em” thing.) There are now 73 acres of forest land preserved in perpetuity. My mother’s and Chloe’s vision did that. Not waiting for someone else to do it did that. The Friends of Seminary Hill Natural Area received this award this month.