Diesel Power

Over the past years i have worked for a company working on Yanmar diesel engines. When i first started i really didnt care about what i was spilling into the bilge or out into the water. Then I came to realize that i wanted to be a Conservation officer and the major goal is to protect and serve wildlife. Nearly all of the boats i worked on were in the water and all of the contaminants that is was spilling was going into the water. I went to my boss and asked if he had anything to prevent the contaminants from going into the water he said "no". I told him how big of a problem it was and he agreed with me and we started looking in some books and found a solution. I ordered some things called "pig blankets" they only soaked up oil and dirt and fuel but they didnt soak up water.I took them on the boat with me and when i spilled some diesel fuel and oil i tried the "pig blankets" and they worked amazingly. \I was pleased I was able to help the environment and it made my boss happy because he didnt have to worry about getting any fines for dumping contaminants into the water.

Remember seven generations from now...

"In every deliberation, we must consider the impact on the seventh generation."
- Great Law of the Iroquois.

Preserving nature is vital on all levels from a few acres to a national park. In my opinion, it is part of human obligation to save natural resources for the future generations to come. Think of the Seventh Generation concept, which implies that our actions to the planet affect our children, their children and many more. I am to do my part, and once participated in a town campaign for East Boston Camps -- a property of 285 acres incorporating brooks, wetlands, forest and a summer camp in Westford, Massachusetts.

Late summer into mid-autumn is a radiant time in Westford. The apples deepen into scarlet in September, and soon the leaves will be a pallet of gold through brown. Seasonal changes are the greatest thing about living in such a climate.

I spent nineteen years wondering through East Boston Camps. I witnessed maple leaves transform from celadon in the spring to a deep green in the summer, felt moss on my bare feet, took in the magnificent sight of purple loosestrife mixed with swamp rose, and noticed animal tracks in the January snow. I considered it my spiritual haven, and wanted it saved from eventual housing developments.

East Boston Camps was purchased by Westford in March 2005 after an unanimous vote. It is accessible to all town residents, and protects the forest, water quality and wildlife of the area. By 2007, I was able to participate in meetings and was the youngest individual there. However, my say and that of others was acknowledged. We noted our desire to keep the property the way it always was -- virginal and beautiful. It was a victory for the town residents to preserve land for decades; our contribution to the seventh generation.

We should all do our part for the seventh generation.

East Boston Camps.
Seven generation sustainability.