Okay, this is a bit of nepotism, but, hey, it’s my site:) Although this is more than just nepotism, we do have many readers in the Midwestern United States and this book especially relevant, although I think this book offers a great read and cautionary tale for people anywhere.
I live in Middletown, Ohio which sits along the banks of the generally placid Great Miami River. But 100 years ago this month the river morphed into a monster, scouring the Great Miami Valley of anything in it’s path. The snow melt and heavy spring rains of 1913 impacted not just the Great Miami River, but rivers all across the Midwest turning them into swollen, angry channels of death. I remember hearing stories about the flood when I was a child and, even today, high water marks from the crest of that great flood are plastered passively on poles downtown.
The flood prompted the river control systems we have today and the Great Miami River has ever since been contained by a series of dams and dikes that is supposed to prevent such a disaster from ever occurring again. Personally, I’m a little skeptical. I think Mother Nature is our master and not the other way around, Mother Nature will always come back to reclaim what was hers. It may not be for another 100 years, but she’ll back and along with it the raging, frothing river.