His life and mine beganIn the very same month and yearThey never intersectedOr truthfully even came nearYet I felt some sort of kinshipWith this oddly child-like manThis environmental crusaderThis blonde with the natural tanWe never met or spokeWe never knew each otherBut in the universal scheme of thingsHe was a co-warrior and a brotherUpon moving…
Tribute to Timothy Treadwell by Angela Dowdy
