Three-hundred and sixty-five days: long enough for the oil to have stopped gushing (though it could "happen again tomorrow"), for the land and sea to have been scrubbed clean (though "no one has written the ending"), for BP and Transocean to have gone back to business as usual (though that whole oversight thing is still "a work in progress"). And while much will be made on this one-year anniversary of the Underwater Toxic Event — the one that had us by the balls from the very beginning, until we "survived" it — and many reporters will uncover how many wells remain unplugged, the original wounds will never heal. They are the wounds of the eleven men who died in the Deepwater Horizon disaster, and those of their families. This is their story, from Tom Junod last year in the pages of Esquire....
BP Oil Spill, One Year Later: The Story of What's Been Lost
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