When I was a kid, if you were trying to save the world, you were kooky but admirable. As an innocent 9 year old boy, in 1969, a child of privilege (I would later learn what privilege meant), I was very concerned with the chemical stream dumping, trash throwing and air pollution. To the point I wrote reports, printed posters, placed ads, got the school involved with recycling bins and drives. I organized walks on dirty travel routes to ‘pick up trash’. All to be an example to others. I was hoping to save the world.