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169 EPILOGUE In 1981 my family and I headed for Hawaii for a conference of motor carrier lawyers on the Big Island. We combined that with visits first to Oahu to see fellow Isle Royale life lessees Don and Florence Wolbrink in Honolulu and then to spend several days on Maui and from there to the Kona Surf area of the big island of Hawaii for the conference . After the meetings were over we rented a car and drove to the north and then between Mauna Kea and Mauna Loa, where we stopped to see Volcano National Park. On the way back to the hotel we stopped at Kealakekua Bay near the “Little Grass Shack” made famous by entertainer Arthur Godfrey. I wanted to see this site because I had dinner with Mr. Godfrey in Duluth when he visited Reserve Mining in 1974. It was a memorable dinner at the revolving top of the Duluth Radisson Hotel attended by Chuck Stoddard and Godfrey’s journalist friends Mr. and Mrs. Robert Cahn. We arrived on a Saturday at the dock in the bay, which was extraordinary because it had no condos or development whatsoever. We were fortunate in summoning the owner of the glass-­ bottom boat moored at the dock. He appeared to be a native Hawaiian and consented to take us over to the Captain Cook Monument. On the way back he went down below and came up with a mess of squid and other fish food, then dove off the boat and fed the fish—­ which appeared from all over at the sight of him. Epilogue 170 After he was done and back on the deck, I asked him how far down you could see in these waters. He said about 140 feet. I was quite surprised and said, “Back home in Lake Superior waters we think being able to see forty feet down is quite an accomplishment.” Without a moment’s delay he said, “Oh, I thought they paved that lake over with taconite tailings!” I almost fell off the boat. “How did you hear about those taconite tailings being dumped in Lake Superior?” I asked. He said, “I studied that case while taking a master’s degree in marine biology from Captain Jacques Cousteau.” I briefly related my years of fighting the dumping of those tailings and asked him what he was doing running a glass-­ bottom boat here in Kealakekua Bay. He said he came back here to his home to see if he could prevent the bay from being “condoized” like so many other bays on his native island. Since I had spent thirteen years on the Reserve case and then more on the later discharge from Milepost 7 into Lake Superior via Beaver River, I could understand how this native Hawaiian was working to save his home. What a coincidence: he left a career in marine biology to return home to help save the environment, and he thought so much of the water and land that inspired him to study ecology that he came back to fight for its future. He had a teacher who gave him an example of how such a fight was worth giving up a lucrative pursuit, at least for a time, to begin a battle against those who were going to threaten his core values and homeland. I leave my story with the conviction that a fight to save your homeland that you love so much is well worth the effort. The battle goes on—­ on Lake Superior, in Hawaii, and around the world. ...

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