Today marks the 150th anniversary of the establishment of Yellowstone National Park as America’s first national park. I have been privileged to visit there many times over the years. My first visit to Yellowstone was in the summer of 1966 when three friends and I, college students and summer employees of neighboring Grand Teton National Park, hitchhiked through Yellowstone on our day off, catching rides with friendly vacationers who were kind enough to transport us from one glorious sight to another that day. I don’t recall seeing any Bison on that day although we probably did. What was forefront on my mind was our luck at catching a ride mere moments before we encountered a mother grizzly bear and her cub foraging on the side of the road. I still have a yellowed and faded photograph from that trip that shows the tree at Artist’s Point, the one that I photographed again just a few weeks ago. To me, Yellowstone is even more glorious today than it was more than 50 years ago. Or, maybe I just appreciate it more.