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Called by the Wild
By: Raymond F. Dasmann , Paul R. EhrlichImprint: University of California Press
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A pioneer in international conservation and wildlife ecology, Raymond Dasmann published his first book, the influential text Environmental Conservation, when the term "environment" was little known and "conservation" to most people simply meant keeping or storing. This delightful memoir tells the story of an unpretentious man who helped create and shape today's environmental movement. Ranging from Dasmann's travels to ecological hotspots around the world to his development of concepts such as bioregionalism and ecotourism, this autobiography is a story of international conservation action and intrigue, a moving love story, and a gripping chronicle of an exceptional life. Dasmann takes us from his boyhood days in San Francisco in the early 1920s to his action-packed military service in Australia during World War II, where he met his future wife, Elizabeth. After returning to the United States, Dasmann received his doctorate as a conservation biologist when the field was just being developed. Dasmann left the safety of academia to work with conservation organizations around the world, including the United Nations, and has done fieldwork in Africa, Sri Lanka, the Caribbean, and California. This book is both a memoir and an account of how Dasmann's thinking developed around issues that are vitally important today. In engaging conversational language, he shares his thoughts on issues he has grappled with throughout his life, such as population growth and the question of how sustainability can be measured, understood, and regained. Called by the Wild tells the story of an inspirational risk taker who reminds us that "the earth is the only known nature reserve in the entire universe" and that we must learn to treat it as such.
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| Title of eBook: Called by the Wild | |
| Release Date: 03-17-2002 | |
| Publisher: University of California Press |
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| SKU | 9780520927407 |
| File size | 1797 |
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Called by the Wild
Chapter One
Beginnings:
The Lure of Wild Country
I envy those who seem able to recall their childhood clearly. According to all accounts I was born in Mary's Help Hospital in San Francisco in 1919, at a time of great family sadness. My father had died of causes related to that year's great flu epidemic, which wiped out some twenty million others worldwide. Pictures of me as a small baby with my mother indicate that she was still doing a lot of crying. I remember nothing.
My early years were spent in a flat on 18th Street near Sanchez in San Francisco from which I made forays to Mission Park, a place then safe for families. All I remember of that dwelling was a long, dark stairway of which I was afraid. One of the building's other denizens was a man who took delight in scaring the wits out of little kids.
I have one memory of skipping along beside my mother on Dolores Street singing "a beaver, a beaver, a beaver, a bee, a beaver a company." That was my version of "vive la, vive la, vive la vie, vive la compagnie." I still don't do too well with French, but the incident may suggest an early interest in wildlife.
The only place where I really came alive during my early years was my grandparents' farm near Sonoma. I remember walking the perimeter fences with the family dog, Teddy, keeping guard. I think I remember somebody saying that Teddy had more sense than I did, which was true. I recall following behind my grandfather's horse and plow, and once finding a family of little pink and whit
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