Growing up in the heart of the southern West Virginia coalfields, the quality of local creek water wasn't a topic of discussion. Talk around the dinner table usually revolved around what time Dad left for his second job or if all the green beans had sealed from the last canning. My story, however, took a different twist. I knew my future husband Mike, a passionate environmentalist, was different the first time I saw the giant, black plastic-covered pillbox he called home. It was a passive solar geodesic dome home in the early stages of construction.
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