Sometimes connecting the dots in what we enjoy in life happens in unexpected ways. I wonder how many people say that their passion for working to protect and restore our environment came from a paper towel.
On my first camping trip at the age of 11, I was canoeing the Fulton Chain of Lakes in the Adirondacks. Our instructors were giving us our first lessons in how to clean our dishes after dinner. We were told to put our used paper towels in the trash and that this trash would be carried with us until we carried it out of the wilderness.