This is about my going-away as I head off to college next month, but it's also supposed to convey my own nostalgia and the sense of being lost that I already have.
A couple things:
1. Mount St. Helens "blew its top" on May 18th, 1980. David A. Johnston, who was studying the increasing activity on the mountain, was killed by the pyroclastic flows. His last words "Vancover! Vancover! This is it!" were recorded on tape and are played at the Johnston Ridge Observatory (located near Johnston Ridge, where he died) which tells the story of the mountain. In the background, you can hear the pyroclastic flows coming, and it's something that terrifies me to this day.
2. The technique of lining up your fingers to see how the mountain used to look actually works. By placing each index finger along the sides of the mountain, the place where your fingers touch is a good approximation of where the top of the mountain was.
3. Mount St. Helens lost about a third of itself in the explosion and subsequent landslides.
4. Fifty-seven people died that day.
5. When I was young, I nearly drowned in the Pacific Ocean. Somehow, by some miracle, despite having my head bashed into rocks and having inhaled water, the ocean gave me back.