Oh, Ranger!

Yosemite has always been a part of my life. Born in 1921, I made my first trip to Yosemite in 1923 with my parents and grandparents. From then until I was out of high school, there were maybe two years that I didn't visit Yosemite. 

In the 1930s, the Yosemite experience differed from today. Yosemite Village was located on the south side of the Valley. I recall the Yosemite Museum where I was fascinated by the insect collections, maps, dioramas, and live specimens. Upstairs, one could find large cross-sections and cuts from Yosemite's big trees. My fondest memories are of camping in what is now Lower Pines Campground. 

After I served in World War II, I have not missed a year in visiting Yosemite. Upon retiring from my career as a shop teacher and supervisor in Los Angeles public schools, I began to work in Yosemite for part of each year—not as a ranger, but as a VIP, Volunteer in Parks. I feel as if it is time for me to give something back and what better place than Yosemite. 

In 1983, I began work with the Division of Interpretation and Education. I staffed the information desk, led nature walks, and worked on interpretive exhibits and displays. The people here keep me coming back year after year as much as the amazing scenery does. Lunch breaks in front of the Yosemite Museum enable me to have lively conversations with visitors from around the world. 

My time as a park volunteer has kept me healthy both mentally and physically. I am happy to share my time and experience in such a beautiful setting that has become an important part of almost every year for 85 and counting.