I wasn't even 5 years old when Mount St Helens blew, but I remember it so clearly. I remember watching it on TV. My most vivid memory is of an interview with an old man who'd lived on the mountain all his life, and he refused to leave his home because of the danger. He was one of the casualties. I remember thinking there had to be something wrong with him to stay there when that mountain was going to kill him. I can't believe it's been 30 years.
It amazing to see the pictures of the recovering ecosystem. Life truly does find a way.
Read the Article at HuffingtonPost
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