We thought that the world was an endless supply of whatever we wanted… I know it sounds hard to believe, but that is the way it was.

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Dear Maya, Emilio and Daniel,

I hope that the world will be better when you read this. ..
I must say that in my youth I was not worried at all about climate change… It simply was something that was not on the news or on almost anybody’s mind. We were simply unconscious that we were harming the planet and thought that the world was an endless supply of whatever we wanted… I know it sounds hard to believe, but that is the way it was… I certainly do not feel good about it and today I strongly believe that we must put conservation before greed and I am sure that you guys will do a lot better than I did to take care of the Earth. I am sure we are still in pretty good time to make things the right way!!

El Abuelo

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