There is a place on this planet called the Amazon, and I don’t mean the online shopping site (is that still a thing in your time?).

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April 29, 2020
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Peter Schurmann
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Dear grandchild,

There is a place on this planet called the Amazon, and I don’t mean the online shopping site (is that still a thing in your time?). It’s the world’s largest rainforest, a living miracle that is teeming with life. It is vast, mysterious and wondrous… and it is threatened. I have never been there, though I breathe its air every day. That’s because the Amazon is a key piece of regulating the world’s weather patterns, or at least it was in my day. I hope it is in yours as well.

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