Into the Volcano: A Volcano Researcher at Work

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There were no volcanoes where I grew up Our family lived in a quiet little town in rural New England where the cows outnumbered the people I was the eldest of three children and spent my childhood exploring the forests and fields My favorite pastime Does this look like a future volcano researcher was sitting safe and dry on our porch watching violent summer thunderstorms rage through the Connecticut River Valley Our springer spaniel Dinney would cower under my chair in fright but the louder the thunder and brighter the lightning the more thrilled I was In school I loved earth science and biology but my guidance counselor suggested I take typing classes and become a secretary That didn’t interest me Fortunately I was artistic so instead I majored in creative arts painting photography and writing To this day I still can’t type This photo was taken in the cow pasture behind my parents house No volcanoes there 8 I’ve always been artistic Now I use my camera instead of a paintbrush In the 1970s I moved to Boston and worked for magazine and book publishers But something was missing in my life Although getting out into the countryside helped I finally decided I had to make some changes I wanted to learn about the earth and the sky and the stars where they all came from and where they were going At age 32 I went back to college My teacher Stephen James O’Meara opened my eyes to science when he described how our