I never understood history until I saw the bones,
slender and pale, close to the concrete bunkers—graceful
tibias and femurs and the delicate arch of rib cages—scattered… 95 more words
I grew up in a home where we cherished wildlife.
We celebrated our planet. We took in ailing animals.
In fact, on two separate occasions I nursed baby squirrels back to health to be let out into their natural habitat. 1,005 more words
The below linked video says it all.