Petey recounts some of his childhood. Give a listen.
When I was a child growing up in Kentucky, it was segregated. I feel very lucky that my parents were members of a Unitarian Fellowship. Not a church for goodness sakes! The thought of a minister and a church scared those pesky activists.
I owe so much to the kindness and patience of African American folks from my childhood. I will never forget that.
Attending the March on Frankfort was my sister’s idea, and I can never forget that.
The bigtooth maple is no longer in its own family of Aceraceae, but is in Sapindaceae. Molecular taxonomy keeps us plant geeks on our...
Petey clambers over barbed wire fences in botanical pursuit. Please be careful Petey!
My goodness, there are times that I so miss the Sonoran Desert, especially when I leave the desert grassland and get into the diverse...
