I was on one of the big islands, the one with the tall mountain Mount Fujiyama, and I decided I was going to hike to the top of it. If you’ve ever seen Mount Fujiyama you know about halfway up it starts to snow. […] I hiked through about five miles with heavy blizzard. Just before I reached the summit something caught my eye. […] It was a snowflake, and it looked familiar. I told myself, “Jack you have seen that snowflake somewhere before.” Then I remembered about five miles down the trail. I ran down that trail about as fast as I could, got to where I thought it was. You know it took me twenty minutes to find the other snowflake. I picked it up, went back up to the summit, held them side by side, sure as shit they were identical. I saved them. They melted a long time ago, but identical snowflakes!

Exhibited by Jack MacRae

Transcript edited by Sarah Crawford