It’s hard to watch someone you care about suffer.
This is a letter from Myra Cerny’s sister. Myra is also a letter writer. The links were added by me.
September 8, 2013
To Whom it May Concern:
My sister is Myra Cerny. Several years ago, I surprised her with a bicycle. In the beginning I would get joy filled phone calls, from her, telling me how far she and my nephew, Cameron, had ridden that day on their bikes. They would set goals each week of where they would ride to next. Myra would have funny stories to tell about what they would encounter out there on the quiet country roads.
Myra was not only enjoying the time spent with her son, she was loving the exercise and the fresh air. A few years ago, the fun phone calls turned into stressed filled phone calls. The quiet country road, that had brought them such happiness, had become too dangerous to ride their bikes on. This was at the beginning of their oilfield nightmare, that has become their life. The oilfield trucks were racing up and down their road, day and night. It was not uncommon for trash to be thrown out windows or large debris to fly off of the back of their trucks. Driving their car had become dangerous. Riding their bikes had become impossible.
As more time passed, the oil rigs replaced their country view with stacks burning flames and flooding the air with horrible smoke. My nephew began to suffer with frequent, unexplained nose bleeds. My sister and her husband started feeling sick all of the time. The whole family experienced headaches on a regular basis. Myra has always had the most beautiful skin and complexion. Not anymore. She is constantly dealing with skin rashes on her body and breakouts on her face. The new symptoms they all developed began slowly at first. As time passed more areas of their health declined.
My sister was devastated the day she found out that her family had been bombarded with toxic levels of chemicals, day after day after day, being emitted from every oil rig that now surrounded her home. The more informed she became, the more unbelievably scary it became for all of us. The feeling of helplessness and sadness, knowing each and every breath Myra, her son, and husband are taking is literally poisoning them, has become overwhelming for our whole family. How does this happen?! The fact that the profit for these oil fields seem to outweigh the value of the health, and eventually the lives, of my sister and her family is upsetting, infuriating, and frustrating!
Not only is everyone’s health suffering, their lovely country home is now deteriorating. The trees that once offered shade are now dead. Sinkholes have developed. The house is exhibiting the damage caused from all of the disruption to the land around them. Myra loves to plant vegetables. Now, even in the very unlikely event that a plant would survive there, the vegetables it would produce would be full of all of the toxic chemicals that now envelop their lives.
My sister has to wake up everyday, with the knowledge her family is being poisoned. Myra, Mike and Cameron have to live with each and every day with every new affliction to their health. My sister now lays awake night after night worried about the long term affects this is going to have on them. She has to suffer the heartache of a parent, feeling the helplessness from not being able to protect her son from the proven danger of what has become their life. I get overwhelmed with the worry of knowing my sister and her family are being assaulted with illness causing, cancer causing….death causing chemicals in every breath they take! This assault on their lives is criminal! The oil companies know they are filling the air with lethal doses of so many chemicals. TCEQ reports, video tapes and canisters, taken from my sister’s property have confirmed this! How does this happen in America?! Our government is more concerned with chemical warfare in Syria, than they are with the chemical assault of our citizens everyday in the oilfields. These oil companies are attacking my family everyday with chemical weapons!!! Where is the justice for my sister?! Where has the right, for my nephew, to grow up in a healthy environment gone?! No family should have to suffer like this! Ever!!
Letter from the Eagle Ford Shale tells of rashes, nosebleeds and misery.
Another letter describing misery in the Eagle Ford Shale.
Scenes from the Eagle Ford Shale in Karnes City.
An email from the Eagle Ford Shale describes continued misery.
Emissions Video: Marathon Sugarhorn Central Facility in Eagle Ford Shale.
Eagle Ford Shale emissions like a refinery make residents sick.
Yesterday a dog died in Karnes City.
Landowners suffering health impacts in Eagle Ford Shale just want out.
Looking out an Eagle Ford Shale backdoor.
NIghttime view out an Eagle Ford Shale backdoor.
View tonight from the Eagle Ford Shale.
When the drilling rigs show up, the rash won’t be far behind.