For a few glorious moments, the bright blue, hand-carved blades and heavy turbine of Ken Foster’s latest “windmill” stood poised high in the sky, nearly vertical. Ken was manning the winch. At the other end of a very long, heavy-duty steel pole, his brother Roy was busy clipping branches off of nearby trees, to clear the way as the complex assemblage of cables and galvanized steel, turbine and blades, gradually rose into the sky. I was the self-appointed photographer, marvelling at the perseverance and ingenuity of my friends. This wasn’t Ken’s first stab at a wind turbine, and brother Roy was busy acquiring parts for one of his own.
July 4, 2020: I’ve been a pediatrician for over 30 years. I’ve cared for everything from tiny premature babies to teens with eating disorders. And still, the subtitle of the 2019 Lancet Countdown Report shocked.
That child could easily be my patient. Perhaps she is the critically ill newborn I spent nine hours with this past Wednesday. Maybe he’s the chubby infant of a mom with diabetes. Or the tiny preemie born while I’m on call tomorrow.
“ensuring that the health of a child born today is not defined by a changing climate.”