The BLM seems to have a problem with history.
170 year old wagon ruts seem to be sacrosanct.
But 10,000 year old Paleo-Indian campsites are hardly worth a photograph to remember.
For the record we don’t believe in the preservation of the past to the detriment of the present.
But too be honest being neither descendant of the Paleo-Indians or the American pioneers of the middle 1800’s we are missing the emotional attachment to those particular sections of ground.
But we do understand emotional connections.
We have felt them and it is like an electric shock to realize one is walking in the footsteps of one’s ancestors.
To retrace those marches of ancient days is truly an almost mystical experience. What is even more profound however is to walk any distance with ones own grandchildren.
That is a feeling beyond Wow.
And if stepping in a great great grandfathers foot steps is mystical holding a grandsons hand in ours is glorious.
We should make any and all decisions not for the dead past but for the living present and more the soon to be alive future.
There are three stories of three Wendover girls in this week’s edition of the High Desert Advocate.
The is Chendra Arias who is getting her Master’s Degree this month from UNR.
There is Jacky Collazo who is appearing on La Voz Kids.
And then there is Vanessa Gomez.
We grieve for her and extend our deep condolences to her family.
We wish that the first mention Vanessa would have had in our paper would have been an honor roll from school or perhaps in a caption for a first communion.
It would have been wonderful to write of her wedding and the birth of her own children.
Sadly those stories will never be written and we mourn not only for the life lost but also the joy never to be felt.