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Dear Mitch JR,

Dear Mitch JR, you are my son and I love you. We are already seeing the cataclysmic effects of global climate change and sadly it is going to get worse. Worse to a point I hope this note reaches you. It is common for every current generation to throw blame on the past generation, and I hope mine is the one that takes initiative. I promise I will take action and make a difference so you can live a healthy life with an abundance of resources and a stable climate. I will push for renewable energy sources, the whole world can get on board. Many nations in Europe are taking huge strides in renewables and seeing these wind farms in the French countryside first hand is inspiring to say the least. We need to take a step back, view our anthropogenic impacts. I think we need to restructure how we are growing food, move towards renewables and start more extensive conservation work. Scientists need to be valued and we can no longer have partisan views on this issue. I have faith somehow in this generation and we can make change.

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