It's my father's birthday today. He would have been 68 today. This is the first year that in some ways I am glad he hasn't had to physically see some things. The last flight of the space shuttle would have really pissed him off. He had strong opinions about space flight and exploration.
But it wasn't all about Out There. Sometimes, it was about the literal ground under our feet. So, in honor of his birthday, here is another excerpt from the memoir, The Mad Scientist's Beautiful Daughter:
( The Paleontology Department )
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Happy birthday, Poppa Bear. Don't worry. I still dance. And so do my girls, your grand-daughters.
But it wasn't all about Out There. Sometimes, it was about the literal ground under our feet. So, in honor of his birthday, here is another excerpt from the memoir, The Mad Scientist's Beautiful Daughter:
( The Paleontology Department )
* * *
Happy birthday, Poppa Bear. Don't worry. I still dance. And so do my girls, your grand-daughters.