Passing by mesas at sunset, it's a shame these areas are probably full of fundamentalist Mormons
posted by Kelly @ 9:49 AM
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Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Passing by mesas at sunset, it's a shame these areas are probably full of fundamentalist Mormons
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- Name: Kelly
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TV Production slave who's moving from one coast to the next
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2 Comments:
So, as Kelly said, I was sent out to Page, Arizona circa 1975 for several 2+ week field assignments, when I worked for Bechtel in San Francisco, as a "hydrothermal engineer" (I was trained as an oceanographer, and when an oceanographer gets sent to the desert, that's kinda funny in itself). I was sent out there to help them with their evaporation ponds. The Navajo Power Plant used Colorado River water for cooling, but re-cycled it many times through cooling towers, and eventually had to dump it into evaporation ponds (because it was too salty to put back into Colorado River). Well, it didn't evaporate well (even in the high desert environment, so they built a 2nd, and 3rd, and 4th and so on pond. I got there about pond #27, and the idea was to figure out how to make water evaporate better in the desert. Many experiments later, we concluded that just building a whole bunch of ponds would eventually help. Anyway, Page was a great field assignment, lots of local Navajo Indians, great Mexican food at the local restaurant, lots of good high school football under the lights on Friday nights, small town airport - I remember the 'ground crew' going out to a 2-story tall tower (wood platform) and looking for 'holes in the clouds' to guide the pilots into the landing strip there - then, all the passengers on the ground would pile into that same plane and take off, hoping that someone would find a 'hole' for the pilot to fly out of into the wild blue yonder - those were the early days of flight in Page, to be sure. Anyway, Kelly, what did I tell you, the only good scenery is out west - enjoy it!
Not to steal his thunder (Harry's reading these too), but one of my work friends, Harry Purkhiser, said this is some of the best writing he's ever seen. Now, Harry's a proposal specialist like me, but he's a bonna-fide Journalism major out of Indianna University (many yrs ago), and he always appreciates good writing in literature and such places. So, if he says it's good writing, it's a big deal - Kelly, take a bow! (And, work on that book deal!)
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