We lost mom about a year and a half before this picture. I think it was dad‘s first real journey out. I was excited because of the grandeur of Yosemite. I was more excited to be able to share this with my dad. His thoughts were likely with my mom. That’s how a devoted and loyal man is. It’s not a terribly excited tail, but in the simplicity of the photograph we see the depth of Yosemite. In the simplicity of my father I see his depth more and more.