Back in 2009, I was a lab tester in a refinery in small refinery in southern Illinois, and I was 28 years old. One Friday evening after donning my PPE, checking my email, logging into computers, I walked over to the line of crude oil samples to waiting for me to analyze. I had been updated about an incoming new product arriving, but had forgotten about this, so the initial inspection of the new crude oil was a bit of a shocker. This crude oil was thick, like cold fudge, thick. Crude oil typically has the consistency of chocolate milk, so, you can imagine me being puzzled. I followed the analysis procedures and started the testing. Once the samples were running in the machines, I went back to the computer to do some research on this new product from Alberta, Canada.
I found that this oil is called the Tar Sands of Alberta. After several weeks of researching, I found that the extraction process starts with the cutting down the virgin boreal forest, removing of all the top soil, and exposing the deep layer of tar. The discovery of the tar lead to a massive investment into the area and the Canadian government enforced the transplanting of Native Indians from their homeland. Unfortunately this excavation process introduces potential threats of having hazardous chemicals and heavy metal contamination in the surrounding waterways.
Listen, I was a country boy growing up. I wasn’t raised an environmentalist, but I spending almost my entire childhood out in the woods rather in front of TV and playing video games for hours on end. This created space in me to become a lover and respecter of nature, and a rock hound. So it’s not surprising that something about this process just struck me as being wrong. I was ok with drilling below the surface for oil, and I still am, but this extraction process was a whole new level of wrong.
I began imagining the land I called home being ripped out and away and being forced to move by the government such that a private enterprise could move operations and generate unspeakable profits off the only place I had ever called home. What would be left afterwards be a desolate waste land. I learned that the size of this extraction would not just affect the small land area that my parents possessed of about 5 acres, but when the project would be fully exhausted, the area it would consume would encompass the entire land masses of the states of Indiana, Illinois, Ohio, half of Kentucky and half of Michigan! Imagine driving for 16 straight hours through a crater of our own creation. Imagine the breadth of this pit that was once teeming with life. Imagine having that road trip with your kids as you were traveling across the nation from the east coast to the Rockies, and finding this hell.
This pissed me off and triggered a shift in my consciousness and I began to become consumed by sustainability. I had enjoyed making good money, my weeks off to travel, snowboarding, and rock climbing. But since that event, none of that mattered anymore. I wanted out. I was so pissed that something like this could happen. I wanted to part of the change, to change the status quo.
At about the same time, I started working in the refinery, my brother Frank started working in the solar industry for a company called Akeena Solar. We had joked around that maybe one day we would start our own solar company. At the time, I never thought it would really happen, but after this triggering event, I thought to myself that this little pipe dream of ours may potentially be my way out. I started exploring the possibility with this idea.
I spent my weeks off work traveling to California to get some OJT from Frank, I spend my nights learning everything I could about sustainability, solar, engineering, electricity, business, market conditions and strategies. I decided to complete the training and receive a certification to be solar installer, performed my first 2 solar installations on my parents houses - one off-grid on a tiny home, and the other, a standard grid tie. I decided that I would try and limit my carbon footprint in as many ways as possible. I bought a Fisckars reel mower so I wouldn’t have to mow with a gas powered mower (I am still using it today almost 7 years later), and then I bought an electric motorcycle and drove it to the refinery to work.
I was making really good money, going to church and bible study weekly, happily married, and living my new-found values more and more everyday. Superficially, it appeared that I have it all, but I couldn't shake this inner conflict between my employer and these values. For the next year I prayed to God and sought a path out. He provided me an interview at a start-up bio-fuel refineries in Colorado, that was seeking to expand operations, and this was the exact company by which I had
been hoping I could be employed by. On paper it was a natural fit for my job experience,
my desires to be working in a sustainable company, and the location fit my outdoor
interests. But 15 minutes into the day long interview, I knew it was a terrible fit. I flew back home, and asked God why? And, what do you want me to do now?
It was this next set of epiphanies that drove me to actually do something, significant.
God was going to put my have it all thoughts to waste.
**Since I have mentioned God, I would like to clarify something, It does not
matter to me if you call Him, Allah, Buddah, Christ Jesus, Krishna, Jahweh, the Voice, or
the Universe. I believe that these are all various ways enlightened people have been trying to explain the same
driving force that is guiding each and every one of us and giving us a deeper purpose and meaning to life. I choose to believe in Christianity with subtle influences of
each of the other religious examples listed above. If you do not believe in God, or an
ultimate truth, then I still encourage you to continue to read the story as well, as it may still
resonate with you. The science part is coming and it gets real sticky. All are
n welcome, especially those who are open and are seeking.