Yes, I can easily remember why and when I first got interested in plants. Before this I never gave any though to plants of any type. Grass, trees, flowers, crops, nothing. I was in Viet Nam. Not a lot of fun. One day I needed a break and snuck out of camp by myself. Really a dumb thing to do. Walked through the jungle for a while and suddenly came out into a clearing. A field (probably 20 acres) of beautiful flowers say 3 feet tall. Imagine something beautiful in this situation. As I got half way through the field the sirens went off which means we are being attacked and get your butt back to camp. I turned to go back and was very surprised to see a huge swath of "dead" plants were I had just walked. I felt bad. Beauty to sadness in moments. Promised myself I would figure out what they were and why I had killed them when I got back to the US. Turned out they were Sensitive Plants. They live in such a damp place they droop their leaves and stems at the first rain drop or touch by something. Hey, plants were interesting and I was hooked. My first plant was, of course, an avocado pit (toothpicks in a glass jar of water.) Something my grand mother always had on the kitchen window sill. Gene
