To the Editor:
These ancient, provident, idyllic hills may get scooped up and carried away. Along with our peace and our sense of well-being, what a terrible price to pay.
For a business plan that anyone can see is as bad as they get. It could ruin our land and pit man against man for profits besieged with regret.
A wonderful day in the neighborhood is dust to a frac sand mine. Near there and elsewhere the quality of life and the property values decline.
The mechanical mayhem folks have to endure would cause a stone to crack. Once set in motion, as with insults and bombs, we can’t wish this gold rush back.
Perhaps it’s not fair to ask all who surround it to pay so a mine can do well. Perhaps it’s not right to impose on ones’ old friends and neighbors this new kind of hell.
The fact is this country has one sacred bounty. One soul that will perish if defaced. It’s her natural beauty. Perhaps it’s our duty to see that she’s not laid to waste.
We don’t have the right to do everything wrong to our children’s and grandchildren’s gem. She’s not ours to ruin. She’s ours to preserve. For she’s only on loan from them.