Culturing Science
The conservation school of hard-knocks, or how I chose hope over futility
July 12th, 2011 |
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Hardly four years ago, I started my first job in science. After an 8-hour drive up the east coast, my brother escorted me into a small, single-floored building facing a woody patch above a salt marsh, the headquarters of Rachel Carson National Wildlife Refuge. My heart swelled with anticipation: Here I was, finally living the [...]
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