Nate's grandma is basically the coolest lady.
Yesterday we rode our bikes over to the big wooden house across the bridge, back in the trees, to show her and Gramps our Zion photos.
They are a great audience in general, but this time she was extra enthusiastic because Zion is "her park," she said, having worked for three summers (1946-1948) as a waitress in the Lodge before it burned down.
Last weekend Nate and I looked at the old photos in the rebuilt Lodge, but we didn't know we should have been looking for her. We should have been!
She told us that she didn't remember Angel's Landing looking so treacherous and that she and her friend Janine were photographed--twice--on horseback at the mouth of the narrows for Ladies Home Journal. She said she has that photo "somewhere." Somewhere?! I need to see it NOW.