PASSING ON MEMORIES
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βIt was a magical summer that I'll never forget. When my sister was finishing school on the other side of the country, I flew out to meet her, and we drove across the country and camped in ten national parks along the way. She's turning 55 this year. I'm turning 57, and every year in the summertime we get together and remember the times.
We have memories, and we share them with our children, and hopefully one day their children. And we'll take them back to these parks that we visited. We love them so, and we want them kept sacred for generations to come. Please do not give this sacred land to profiteers. Keep it for our future generations so that we can tell the stories of where we stayed, who we met, what we did, and how we dared.β