
No Dying for Me!
“Wow! I thought we had a lot of cicadas at our house!” said the FedEx deliverywoman as she viewed the “too many to count” carcasses spread over our macadam driveway. “During the summer,” she went on, “I like to sleep with our bedroom windows open but I can’t stand to do that now because of the horrible noise they make.” Her comments reminded me how much my own response to this rather large bug had changed in just a short span of time. Just days before I had encountered a







