Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Sustainable Wellbeing :: Cultivating Mindscapes & Conserving Landscapes
"We shall never achieve harmony with land,
any more than we shall achieve absolute justice
or liberty for people.
In these higher aspirations
the important thing is not to achieve,
but to strive." - Aldo Leopold
(Born in SE-Iowa: 11-Jan-1887)
Aldo Leopold:
Father of Wildlife Management, 1887-1948
Aldo Leopold was born in Burlington, Iowa ...
He was the son of a prominent manufacturer of finest-quality walnut desks ... www.dnr.state.wi.us/org/caer/ce/eek/nature/aldo.htm
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TOPO! GPS Data Format Deg NAD27 ElevFeet
BURLINGTON,40.80750,-91.11278,614,BURLINGTON IA 52601
About Aldo Leopold
Aldo Leopold (1887-1948) is considered the father of wildlife ecology
... prairies, and river backwaters of a then relatively wild Iowa. ... www.naturenet.com/alnc/aldo.html - Cached - Similar pages
His philosophy shifted to a more ecological approach in the late 1930's.
He wrote about nature and people and that living with the land required
a new or complete understanding of the interrelationships
among all creatures.
Northern Region - Centennial
Rand Aldo Leopold was born on January 11, 1887, in Burlington, Iowa.
Aldo - he never used his first name - was the oldest of four children. ... www.fs.fed.us/r1/centennial/leopold.shtml
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Labels: agritourism, distributed learning, eco-challenge, geotourism, social geocoding, social responsibility, watershed
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In 1998, this poem was shared
by close family friends from Iowa ...
File-ID: Poem-Dash-Only.txt
RJB-Rev: 10:00 AM 2/28/2005
... The Dash ...
[Arrive -> Depart]
A man spoke
at a memorial service for a friend.
He referred to the dates on the tombstone
from the beginning to the end.
He noted that first came the date of birth
and mentioned the following date with tears;
but, he said what matter most of all
was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time that
spent alive on our earth ...
and now only those who loved (her)
know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own;
the cars ... the house ... the cash.
What matters is how we live and love
and how we spend our dash.
So think about this long and hard ...
are their things you’d change today?
For you never know how much time is left
until that final day.
If we could just slow down enough
to consider what’s true and real;
and, always try to understand
the way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger,
and show appreciation more;
and, love the people in our lives
like we’ve never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect,
and more often wear a smile...
remembering that this special dash
might only last a while.
When you’re eulogy’s being read
with your life’s actions to rehash ...
would you be proud of the things they say
about how you spent your dash?
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by close family friends from Iowa ...
File-ID: Poem-Dash-Only.txt
RJB-Rev: 10:00 AM 2/28/2005
... The Dash ...
[Arrive -> Depart]
A man spoke
at a memorial service for a friend.
He referred to the dates on the tombstone
from the beginning to the end.
He noted that first came the date of birth
and mentioned the following date with tears;
but, he said what matter most of all
was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time that
spent alive on our earth ...
and now only those who loved (her)
know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own;
the cars ... the house ... the cash.
What matters is how we live and love
and how we spend our dash.
So think about this long and hard ...
are their things you’d change today?
For you never know how much time is left
until that final day.
If we could just slow down enough
to consider what’s true and real;
and, always try to understand
the way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger,
and show appreciation more;
and, love the people in our lives
like we’ve never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect,
and more often wear a smile...
remembering that this special dash
might only last a while.
When you’re eulogy’s being read
with your life’s actions to rehash ...
would you be proud of the things they say
about how you spent your dash?
+ + +
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