When Bill Arthur left for college in 1972, a family friend from rural Montana, where Arthur was born, urged him to steer clear of three things: Godless commie professors, marijuana, and the Sierra Club. “I had never heard of the last one, so was immediately intrigued,” says Arthur of his first flicker of interest in the organization. It soon became a fruitful relationship, continuing to this day.
What were you doing in 1969? That’s when Becky Evans joined the Sierra Club and began volunteering. If arithmetic isn’t your thing, let us help you out; that’s 50 years and counting.
Evans’s volunteerism also extends to multiple positions associated with City of San Francisco official entities. “Find a need and fill it,” she advises—and has she ever!
Julie Lowe’s life lessons in environmental stewardship began early.
Some of her fondest early memories are of accompanying her maternal grandfather, Ray, on his rounds at Spring Mill State Park in Mitchell, Indiana, where he was the property manager. “It was when I was about four through seven years old, and I remember riding around with him in his green Department of Natural Resources truck,” she says. “I felt I was like him; it was my park and I was taking care of it. He was my idol.” Together they also explored trails and caves, and foraged for morels and persimmons.