"Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are [his]." ― Norman Maclean I met Jack Ainsworth in January 1989. I was 24 and it was the first day of my first geology class. I was a freshman in college a nd I chose geology because I had to take a science class and I thought the other sciences (chemistry, biology and physics) would be too difficult. I had never thought about geology before. I can’t remember ever wondering where rocks came from or how mountains formed, they were just there. Jack changed that. I had good teachers before, but I never had one who made the subject come to life the way Jack did. I became a better student in all of my classes simply because I was a good student in geology. I was fixated on every lecture and took not...
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