By Jaclyn Cosgrove
From Los Angeles Times
I was around 16, sitting on the front porch talking to my friend on the phone, as many millennial teens did, when I heard a loud screech erupt from the pasture behind my childhood home in Oklahoma.
I was around 16, sitting on the front porch talking to my friend on the phone, as many millennial teens did, when I heard a loud screech erupt from the pasture behind my childhood home in Oklahoma.