They’re Fossils, He Says
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2 min readMay 22, 2017
holding his pale palms outstretched, water-stained sedimentary rocks filling his hands, and I smile and say It could be true, not wanting to be the one to correct him, not wanting to stifle an imagination that has turned leftover lake fill into remnants from the Mesozoic Era. This used to be an ocean, he says, pointing to the water, and he tells me about the gray dolphins and the blue whales, the mighty shark with their five rows of teeth, the…
