I grew up on a farm in Jones County, Iowa, where my summer nights used to glow with thousands of tiny lights. Back then, that was some 30-plus years ago, I couldn’t take a single step through the yard or fields without catching three or four lightning bugs. We’d fill jars with them, their glow bright enough to light up the jar for a few magical minutes. Summer nights felt like something out of a fairytale. But these days, it seems like those lights are fading, and fast.
Credit: Tom Drake Here’s where I grew up catching fireflies. Sparkling lights as far as the eye could see.
Credit: Tom Drake…