The signs are up along Highway 90 in Gulfport, Mississippi. Judith was a force to be reckoned with on the coast, in life, and, it’s turning out (pun intended) in the afterlife.
She worked tirelessly to set aside and revegetate key parts of the public beach for nesting pairs of Least Terns. To this day her many birdwatching friends are still fighting to preserve and protect this habitat set aside for Least Tern breeding in 1976, right next to Gulfport-Biloxi’s busiest highway. It’s almost impossible to protect it from complete morons who still ignore the signs and fences and tromp through critical habitat, often in the middle of the night, crushing eggs and disturbing the chicks and their parents. I can remember as a kid the Terns dive bombing anyone who got near their nests, day or night.
My mother’s life story is good reading, and an example for anyone to follow in being a real environmentalist.
