In 1930, my greatgrandparents purchased a beautiful farm in Bradford County, PA, in a little hamlet called French Azilum. In the summer, we spent time there, resting, breathing in the fresh air, enjoying the wild flowers, the bright stars and planets on a clear moonlit night, and swimming in the Susquehanna River. If gas drilling is allowed to continue, Bradford County and all of Pennsylvania will be forever changed, ruined beyond repair.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
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I'd be able to take THAT screeching sound for about two minutes. That is torture to the senses.
I wish you luck. We are in the process of declaring bankruptcy and abandoning our home due to the proximity of the flare. It's like an F04 engine, running 24-7.
http://www.citizenspeaks.com/The_Fracking_Oil_Well.html
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