Remember the sky?

Having been born in the 20th century near New York, it was always something to travel away from that metropolis at night and discover that there was a blanket of stars above, not just the few constellations that you could find on a clear night in the NY Metro Area. For years, my mother lived in the NW corner of Connecticut, and it was always a joy to be there around chilly Christmastime and to look up into the heavens and see the Milky Way. Light pollution is a problem, and it is something that keeps us from looking skyward in awe as our ancestors did, making us focus on the surface of our planet and not on the universe as a whole. For those of you who miss the night sky, read David Owen's The Dark Side from the New Yorker last year. Our kids and their kids deserve to see the cosmos.