Tomorrow is the 30th anniversary of Mt Saint Helens exploding into the air and into kid's minds. A volcano was one of the big things to study and dream about, as I was 10 years old. Science fiction was a daily concern. Between Yellowstone Park, the first "Alien" film and the Bermuda Triangle, all you wanted to do was run away from home and become an adventurer.
We didn't go to the volcano, and I have no idea how we got this. My Dad is a great guy for pulling this out of the air, so to speak. This is also timed well for the Icelandic volcano that cannot be spelled.
Here is how it looks when it shakes. 30 years and the ash still packs a cloud.
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