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When people talk about why national parks matter, they usually start with the obvious things: the mountains, the waterfalls, the wildlife, and the breathtaking views that leave us speechless. And they're right. Those things matter. They inspire us. They remind us that there is still beauty in the world and that some places are worth protecting. But after spending years working with more than 220 National Park Service sites, I've come to believe that the greatest treasure in our national parks isn't found on a trail, in a canyon, or at the top of a mountain. It's the people. Over the years, Steve and I have been blessed to spend time with park rangers from Alaska to Florida, from Maine to California. We've met them through our Crossing America series with the National Park Foundation. We've learned alongside them during STEAM in the PARK adventures. We've watched them welcome visitors, teach students, answer questions, solve problems, and care for places that millions of people will enjoy but few will truly understand the way they do. And what strikes me every single time is that they never make it about themselves. Many of them are scientists, historians, educators, artists, storytellers, researchers, and leaders. They carry extraordinary knowledge and experience. Yet the best rangers always seem more interested in helping someone else discover something than in showing how much they know. I've watched a ranger kneel beside a child examining a salamander. I've watched a scientist's eyes light up while explaining a dragonfly larvae project. I've watched interpreters bring history to life so vividly that visitors felt as though they had stepped into another time. I've watched educators stay long after a program ended because someone still had questions. Those moments stay with people. In fact, through our work with students and educators, we've learned something surprising. Years later, people often don't remember every fact they learned. They remember how someone made them feel. They remember the ranger who encouraged them. They remember the scientist who invited them into the research. They remember the educator who helped them notice something they would have otherwise walked right past. The person becomes part of the place. That has certainly been true for us. When I think about Great Smoky Mountains, I think about the people who welcomed us there. When I think about New River Gorge, I think about Ranger Lori. When I think about Voyageurs, Acadia, Olympic, Glacier, Indiana Dunes, and dozens of other places, I don't just remember the landscapes. I remember the people. The parks are extraordinary, but it is the people who bring them to life. I've often said that national parks are America's greatest classrooms. What I know now is that every great classroom has great teachers, and our national parks are filled with them. At a time when it can be easy to focus on what divides us, national parks remind us of something different. They remind us that there are still people who wake up every morning committed to protecting places they love and helping others love them too. They remind us that curiosity still matters. Wonder still matters. Stewardship still matters. So today, I'm grateful for the mountains and rivers, the forests and deserts, the wildlife and wild places. But more than that, I'm grateful for the people. The people who have welcomed us into more than 220 National Park Service sites. The people who have partnered with us through Crossing America. The people who have shared their expertise during STEAM in the PARK. The people who have answered questions, shared stories, inspired educators, and helped millions of students see the world with fresh eyes. It's not just about the mountains but the mountain movers.
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