Many years ago, while wrapping up my campaign against the proposed inflatable dam on the Susquehanna, a leading environmentalist in PA reached out to me and asked if I had heard about the Marcellus Shale play and fracking.
I had not, so (s)he sent me a few informational links to get me started. Once I read those, I dove in deeper. When I felt I had a pretty good idea of the potential threat fracking posed, but before I took any actions on or offline, I reached out to two individuals that I (and others) considered to be experts on the topic: Dr. Terry Engelder of PSU and one of my former college professors -a geologist - who held a position entitled "Global..." at the time. The former responded fairly quickly and - not to my surprise - answered both of my questions exactly as anticipated. The latter also responded quickly and put me in touch with someone in Washington, DC who was considered to be an expert on the Marcellus Shale formation and the entire hydraulic fracturing process.
After that and a little more research, I jumped into the fracking fray and never looked back.
At the moment, I am in the data-gathering mode once again. I've recently met with a PhD who specializes in water chemistry/quality, and I've had multiple conversations with folks who are more familiar with the Point Township area and the local take on issues facing the Susquehanna should the Encina recycling plant become operational. I've also talked to the local Chief of Police about coordinating a "protest" on Earth Day near where the proposed plant would be built.
Working in positions of responsibility (VP/Director) for some of the largest corporations and law firms in the country over the decades, I have learned the absolute value and importance of getting your facts straight and your ducks in a row. I have also seen the pitfalls and consequences when you didn't. And, through all of my environmental endeavors and escapades spanning several decades, I know - better than most - the difference between telegraphing your punches and floating a trial balloon...or two.
Next up: A road trip along Rte. 11.
Back to work...