Catch and Release. Lisa Jean Moore
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Название: Catch and Release

Автор: Lisa Jean Moore

Издательство: Ingram

Жанр: Биология

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isbn: 9781479848096

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СКАЧАТЬ I follow most closely in this project, is on the faculty of Fordham University and conducts much of his fieldwork at Plumb Beach in Brooklyn, where I live. Because I met Mark and Christina Colon of Kingsborough Community College, my project was able to pick up steam, enabling me to gain entrée and rapport with Jennifer Mattei of Sacred Heart University (Connecticut). I especially admire Jennifer’s brilliance at making her intellectual and scientific work part of larger projects of ecological restoration. These scientists invited me to attend international meetings of horseshoe crab experts in Japan. At these meetings, I met even more individuals who became informants for my project. Later, during another field visit, I traveled to Cedar Key, Florida, and interviewed Jane Brockmann and Mary Hart while I participated in a 3-day horseshoe crab–tagging workshop. To understand the invaluable role of conservation and population dynamics, I interviewed Gary Kreamer, aquatic resources educator for Delaware Fish and Wildlife, and Dave Smith of the Leetown Science Center, U.S. Geological Survey, who offered astute expertise. While attending a celebration of Carl Shuster’s instrumental work in horseshoe crab science and conservation, I met Ron Berzofsky, who provided background on the pharmaceutical industry. Tom Novitsky has been an invaluable and patient contact for me, in particular for helping me understand horseshoe crab blood.

      Beyond attending these professional and scientific events, I also spent a lot of time in the field—on the beaches of Brooklyn and Long Island’s South Shore. I learned to find and identify juvenile crabs during my time with Mark, and I discovered how easily these fieldwork skills became part of my own leisurely walks on the beaches with my daughters. Reaching down and finding juvenile horseshoe crabs the size of small pebbles or stones, nestled in the sand, is an immediate and visceral reminder that we share space with ecological others. Far more than just a clever environmental parlor trick, demonstrating the variable meanings of habitat—to and for whom—literally means to tread lightly: It matters where we step.

      Horseshoe crab on Plumb Beach, 2014. Photo by Lisa Jean Moore.

      ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

      This research has been supported through the generosity of grants from Purchase College through a Doris and Carl Kempner Award and State University of New York Faculty Support Awards. Additionally, the Third International Workshop on the Science and Conservation of Horseshoe Crabs provided supplemental funding to attend the meetings in Sasebo, Japan, in June 2015. My union, the United University Professors, also supported my fieldwork through Joint Labor-Management Committee grants. Suzanne Kessler, dean of Natural and Social Sciences; Linda Bastone, chair of Natural and Social Sciences; and Chrys Ingraham, coordinator of Sociology, made my scholarly endeavors more achievable.

      This work could not have happened without the patience, brilliance, and dedication of several environmental and natural scientists. One of the most rewarding benefits of extended fieldwork is getting to know people I would not ordinarily meet. Mark Botton has been a thoughtful, generous, and compassionate teacher and guide through the global horseshoe crab universe. He has also read every word of this book and greatly improved it. Smart, innovative, and committed scientists constantly inspire me; the immense wisdom they have imparted to me to me is deeply appreciated—most especially from Jennifer Mattei, Christina Colon, Jane Brockmann, Mary Hart, Ron Berzofsky, Dave Smith, Tom Novitsky, and Yumiko Iwasaki. John Tanacredi and Sixto Portillo welcomed me for a visit to their Center for Environmental Research and Coastal Oceans Monitoring at Molloy College in Long Island. Special thanks to Jane Brockmann and Tom Novitsky for offering close readings of chapters and their scientific expertise.

      I am most grateful to my intrepid writing group. Jill Weiss, Megan Davidson, Andrea Long Chu, and C. Ray Borck have each contributed to my confidence as a writer and my ability to make my ideas meaningful across disciplinary divides. A lawyer, a doula, a feminist philosopher, and a sociologist make a good team. I am so lucky to have been able to work with this group of humans, and I look forward to continuing sharing of our very different but intertwined projects every other week. Extra gratitude goes to C. Ray for the beautiful hand-drawn and painted illustrations.

      I am also fortunate to have many magnificent colleagues at Purchase College and beyond. Jason Pine has never failed to talk me off the ledge and remind me why this work is important; he makes me a better thinker. I’m so glad to continue conversations beyond our intellectual collaborations with the whip-smart Mary Kosut. Shaka McGlotten has an uncanny ability to say precisely the right thing at the right time. Jan Factor and George Kraemer both provided introductions and access to their scientific colleagues and vouched for me as I entered the field. Matthew Immergut, Alexis Silver, Liza Steele, Chrys Ingraham, and Kristen Karlberg make me happy to be a sociologist at Purchase College. Each has added to the strength of my analysis. In particular, Alexis Silver gave cogent feedback at a critical juncture. For skillful library magic and speedy responses, I thank the invaluable Darcy Gervasio. Monica Casper, my longtime collaborator and dear friend, enriches my life—both professionally and personally. My critical animal studies colleagues and students John Hartigan, Eben Kirksey, Liz Cherry, Anna Krol, Kyle Moran, and Jeffrey Mathias help me work through the pesky persistence of humanism. Mal Blum and Leah Wellbaum provided musical assistance. The Animals and Society Section of the American Sociological Association has been an intellectual home to me for the last few years, and I am grateful for the connections I have made.

      I am blessed to have the most remarkable network of human friends, in particular Patty Howells, who originally suggested this project and has lovingly read every word, and Patti Curtis, my dearest friend and soulmate. I’ve dedicated this book to these two Patricias. I’ve also been blessed with Mira Handman, my pillow-talk companion; Pat Evans, who cheered me on at a particularly tricky spot; and Robyn Mierzwa, who collaborates on two very special lifelong projects. Sally Rappeport, Tine Pahl, and Shari Colburn have all offered perfectly timed support to me throughout this project. In a moment of anxiety during revisions, Laura Brahm generously read sections of the work.

      I have worked for over a decade with New York University Press, publishing several books under the intelligence and grace of Ilene Kalish. Again and again I return to Ilene’s advice, “Good writing is rewriting.” Special thanks to Caelyn Cobb for editorial assistance.

      Finally, I’d like to thank my family. When I fell down the stairs with an open computer, my brother-in-law Kel Currah didn’t judge me; he just went out and bought me a new one. My aunt, Joan Pendergast, is my fairy godmother with no compare. My parents, Linda and Richard Moore, are responsible for introducing me to horseshoe crabs and making sure I had access to them every single summer of my childhood and beyond. My daughters are my unqualified joy: Grace helped me think through some of the more scientific complexities of this book, Georgia enthusiastically participated in muddy fieldwork, and Greta cheerfully pointed out horseshoe crabs in any possible location. My husband, Paisley Currah, understands me like no other. Once, during a particularly difficult moment of self-recrimination, Paisley reassured me, “No, you aren’t terrible, you’re just human.” Like a mantra, I return to that phrase over and over again. It reassures me, makes me remember my own species being and my connection to all flawed others. It is important to remember I am just human, and it is amazing to remember I am a human being connected to his human being.

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      Fieldwork in the Mudflats

      Balancing six baby horseshoe crabs in my hand, I rotate my wrist to keep them all in my palm. They are wriggling and jostling one another, trying to get some traction on my skin. Taken from their nestled watery mound into my clammy human hands, being held above their home in the dusky sea breeze must be strange. My feet are deep in the muck of the tidal flat, squishing sandy silt between my toes. The late summer sun fades behind me. I feel alive and excited by my fieldwork site. The thrill of being outside with the crabs is invigorating, different from the usual anxiety I feel before an interview with a merely human informant, anxious that any misstep could СКАЧАТЬ