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…My mother, an avid naturalist and preservationist married to a forester who didn’t always see eye-to-eye with her, saw something that needed to be done, found people to help, knocked on doors and gathered signatures, wrote letters, talked to city officials and made it happen. She was all forward motion.
My mother wasn’t always “forward motion.” When we went on family hikes in the mountains it took forever to get where we were going. She had to stop every few feet to examine a flower, or take a close-up photograph. “Can we just go?” my sisters and I would whine in exasperation, or maybe it was just me. She was never deterred.
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