You say you love America and want to preserve it as it is?
Good idea, and simple enough: Buy some of it.
Yes, that's right: save land the old fashioned way.
Buy it.
Buy land in a strategic manner, and give it back to the State or the Feds or a local conservation trust or conservancy so that it is part of a larger aggregated whole that can be handed down to your children and grandchildren to come.
People are doing this all over this great nation, and you should suit up and join the effort.
No, you do not have to be rich to help. In parts of this country, you can still buy land for a few hundred dollars an acre, and most everywhere you can still buy it for a few thousand dollars an acre.
Give an acre ... or 10 .... or more.
My father (see below) gave a square mile of land to the Kentucky Natural Lands Trust to help build the Pine Mountain Legacy Project, which aims to connect existing protected areas on Pine Mountain to form a contiguous forest block and migratory corridor from Virginia to Tennessee —- a distance of nearly 110 miles.
First Square Mile for Pine Mountain
David Burns is the first donor of a square mile of land to help preserve old-growth forest and habitat on Pine Mountain in eastern Kentucky.
Burns gave to Kentucky Natural Lands Trust from 1997 to 2007 to purchase a square mile – 640 acres – for the Pine Mountain Legacy Project. KNLT is drawing attention to the First Square Mile to inspire others to give a mile, or a half-, or a fourth-.
Burns, 79, of Washington, D.C., says, "To me, it’s obvious. Kentucky's mountains are beautiful and full of life. If we want mountains for future generations – and our mountains are being blasted away right now – then we must buy the land and protect it. I am not rich, far from it. But I asked myself, is there a goal I might achieve
-- even if I'm able to give only a tiny bit at a time? So I pledged to do it. It was a stretch, and it took ten years, but it happened. This is the most significant thing I have ever done.'
David’s love of Kentucky's mountains developed as a child in Pineville. His ancestors are noted in Families and History [Bell County Historical Society] as early as 1808. His father, Judge Burns, worked for the Railway Express (Dave calls it "the UPS of its time and place.") The L&N depot was daily entertainment.
Dave’s mother, Louise, worked for the Modern Bakery, wrapping cakes (the beginning wage -- ten cents an hour! -- was common in 1940). Sweet cakes were essential for miner’s lunch pails.
Dave's uncle, thanks to intelligence and 'seniority,' eventually rose to superintendent of International Harvester coal operations at Benham.
Another relative, Annie Walker Burns of Wallins Creek, wife of his Dad's cousin, initiated the Mountain Laurel Festival to honor Dr. Thomas Walker. The festival was first held in 1931 at Clear Creek and is now Kentucky’s longest-running festival.
At 15, Burns made his way to Washington, D.C. "I was," he says, "an out-of-control adolescent with no adult supervision. Political patronage saved my life! Alben Barkley, majority leader of the U.S. Senate, gave me a job, and I attended Page School in the basement of The Capitol." Dave later had a second job as copy boy for The Washington Evening Star.
He served 1946-49 in the U.S. Air Force. He never graduated from the first half of tenth grade. He was rejected by the U. of Kentucky (and many other colleges), but was admitted to Princeton. "I wrote long letters to everybody I had ever heard of; I promised the Dean of Admissions 'I won't let you down.'" He graduated with
honors and won a Fulbright for graduate study in France and Austria.
He joined the Foreign Service in 1955, serving at U.S. missions in Damascus, Beirut, Isfahan, Rhodesia, Tunis,Bamako, and Algiers, and studied Arabic for two years in Tangier.
He was Project Director (1978-1990) of the American Association for the Advancement of Science, coordinating scientists around the world to produce scientific studies of causes and effects of greenhouse climate change.
Burns is also a musician and writer. He led the Hot Mustard Quintet (1970-2005), which performed hundreds of gigs in the Washington area (and in Jakarta, Sumatra and Bali), and produced seven CDs. He is a singer and pianist, and also plays trombone, string bass, and tuba. His love of music started as a child in Pineville where, at age 2, he would sing atop marble soda-fountain counters at Rexall and Flocoe drugstores, earning a penny per song.
"I love music. But, really, my obsession is books!" As a child, he set a goal to read every book in the Pineville Public Library. "Well, I might have gotten close -- we didn't have that many books in 1934!" In fifth grade, he read The World Book Encyclopedia, A-to-Z.
The appetite for words led to writing. Dave’s articles and op-eds have been published widely, including The New York Times, Wall Street Journal, Los Angeles Times, and The Washington Post. His book, Gateway: Dr. Thomas Walker and the Opening of Kentucky, is a richly-illustrated account of the first colonial explorer of Virginia's unknown 'wilderness' -- America's first Western frontier.
Burns and his brother donated $10,000 to create a Historical Site to honor their mother. The site is where Walker first saw and named the Cumberland River. A platform provides a dramatic vista through Pine Mountain Water Gap (known locally as "The Narrows.")
Anyone with the desire to join Burns in protecting a square mile, half a square mile, or any amount of natural areas on Pine Mountain, can contact KNLT at 1-877-367-5658 or email us at info@knlt.org.
In Kentucky, West Virginia, Tennessee and Virginia we use to think the mountains would be there forever.
But that's not really true, is it?
Today we have mountain top removal, in which the tops are cut off the mountains, the coal is scooped off, and the toxic slag is pitched into the creeks to poison our fish and communities forever.
The jobs created are few, and the profits are shipped off to New York City.
Kentucky keeps the poison and New York City keeps the cash.
This is the oldest game in America -- what my old friend Garrett Hardin used to refer to as the CC-PP game of privatizing the profit and communizing the costs.
America deserves better, but it will not get better so long as people like you and I sit on our wallets and our asses.
Fight mountain top removal with a click of your mouse.
And donate land, either in Kentucky or closer to home in your own state or community.
Yes, America is worth fighting for and it's certainly worth protecting. But remember that not all the fights are overseas, and not all of those hell-bent on destruction live in far-off lands.
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6 comments:
What an excellent idea!
Join us on September 25-7 in Washington, D.C. at Appalachia Rising , a mass mobilization calling for the abolition of mountaintop removal and surface mining. Appalachia Rising is is a national response to the poisoning of America’s water supply, the destruction of Appalachia’s mountains, head water source streams, and communities through mountaintop removal coal mining. It follows a long history of social action for a just and sustainable Appalachia.
Appalachia Rising strives to unite coalfield residents, grass roots groups, individuals, and national organizations to call for the abolition of mountaintop removal coal mining and demand that America’s water be protected from all forms of surface mining.
Appalachia Rising will consist of two events. First, the weekend conference, Sept. 25-26, Appalachia Rising, Voices from the Mountains will provide an opportunity to build or join the movement for justice in Appalachia through strategy discussions and share knowledge across regional and generational lines. The second event on Monday, Sept.27, is the Appalachia Rising Day of Action which will unify thousands in calling for an end to mountaintop removal and all forms of steep slope surface mining though a vibrant march and rally. An act of dignified non-violent civil disobedience will be possible for those who wish to express themselves by risking arrest.
For more info, visit appalachiarising.org
What a wonderful thing to do for future generations.
Finally took time to read this entire entry, and I'm deeply impressed by the accomplishments of your father.
"Not all those who wander are lost" came immediately to mind.
Seahorse
I have extraordinary parents.
They both come from small towns off the beaten path and not from storied money. My mother's father worked in a refinery in Augusta, Kansas (the same town that Barack Obama's mother came from). My father was the poorest kid in the poorest town in the hardest of the hard-scrabble parts of Appalachia.
And yet, both of my parents went to college, worked their whole lives, stayed married, and raised two kids, neither of whom went to jail and both of whom pay taxes.
The day my folks got married they moved to Syria, and then they lived in Iran, Lebanon, Rhodesia (now Zimbabwe), Mali, Tunisia, Morocco, and Algeria.
My mother, believe it or not, has more education than all the rest of us put together -- she has been going to college for 30 years, while my Dad can kick anyone's ass on just about any topic under the sun.
It's all pretty humbling, as I was born on Third Base and have spent a lifetime sauntering slowly into home plate. I have not forgotten how that happened, and I am incredibly grateful for the values that my parents gave me. I am no prize, but most of what is worthwhile in me is due to the accident of birth. My parents, however, are self-made, forged from the kind of pure metal that can only be found in a small town America that wants to see the world. Not bad. Not bad at all.
P.
You know, Patrick, I wanted to say more but struggled to find words, which you have so eloquently done. What a pleasure to read all of this. Not knowing you and yet reading you daily, the original post about your father explained a lot about you...in all the best ways lest you be concerned, lol. Your love and concern for the land and your value of taking care of one's own responsibilities are well explained in reading all of this. Our parents seem to come from similar rough-hewn backgrounds and we also share being (happily) dragged from pillar to post. Oddly enough, we both started with lives in Africa, where I was born but left too soon to remember. Still, traveling as a young child makes a person far more fearless, IMO, and also tends to make us feel a part of the entire world, not just one locality. I count that as one of many gifts my parents gave me.
Seahorse
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