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Yellowstone Savages Reunited

16 Sep
Savage Shadows

Savage Shadows

There is nothing like a weekend in Yellowstone National Park to clear the brain and boost the soul. For me, time spent with friends from Savage Days, when we lived and worked together long ago in Yellowstone Park, made the journey more meaningful and enriching. After this summer, punctuated by loss and sadness, my soul was elevated by time spent with friends in a place where stunning natural beauty and abundant wildlife speaks volumes to my heart and spirit.

As time goes on, solid long-lasting friendships grow in importance and increase in scope. During years accumulated since spending a season working together in Yellowstone Park, my posse of pals has shared more wonderful memories and adventures than you can imagine. While our group has grown through families and extended lives, we’ve found new ways to enjoy our explorations and learn from sharing and seeking new paths. In this way, the place has been augmented by assorted people and new experiences. Pioneers exploring the American West, past and present, learned more from shared experiences, especially as seen them through different eyes.

Old Faithful

Old Faithful

I hoped to return to Yellowstone with a new electronic version of my book, A Yellowstone Savage, ready for market. Somehow, the summer slipped away, and that task was sidetracked by more important matters. However, a revised Savage is in the works, and will be coming soon. Watch for its arrival while I relish revisiting the story of my Savage friends, and find new avenues to enrich the text while we continue to add to our ongoing story.

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5 responses to “Yellowstone Savages Reunited

  1. Bob Feller

    September 21, 2011 at 9:02 pm

    I was an Upper Pumper at Old Faithful in the summers of 1963 and 1964 – pumped gas, changed tires, sold air filters, etc. Undoubtedly those were the two best summers of my life! I’d love to know what the following folks are doing these days: Bob Bowman, Fred Wagner, Pat Milligan, Steve Smith, and the rest of the guys who worked there. Visited Old Faithful in July 2011 and was quite disappointed with how commercialized it has become, the impact of the fire in 1989 (all the majestic big old trees are now 20-year old youngsters!). But the geysers are still the same, except Mammoth Hot Springs seems to have dried up. I remember the riot in West Yellowstone on July 4th, 1964 – street bonfires after we drank the town dry! Great times fishing, camping, partying amidst an awesome display of Mother Nature. Those were the days… Bob

     
    • joyce4books

      September 27, 2011 at 2:10 pm

      Hello Bob — Thank you for your comments. Your story of YP glory is much like ours. I wonder if kids in current times have as much fun as well did back in the day. My pals and I worked in General Accounting at Mammoth Hot Springs in 1973. Although we worked indoors, we spent every other waking daytime hour outdoors exploring the park. Nightlife was abundant in Gardiner, Montana, five miles away outside the north gates, and 1,000 feet of elevation down winding road. The YP experience changed our lives forever, and sent us off to face whatever came next embellished with lifelong friendships. This past visit, we had a fine meal at Old Faithful Inn after a couple of ‘ritas in the Bear Pit. The good times keep rolling! Thanks again for sharing your story — Joyce

       
    • Don Bradford

      March 20, 2016 at 12:08 pm

      I was there…!
      I was on the street when they burned the souvenir booth.
      My date and I were jerked into a bar by a bouncer for protection because he said the Missoula Smoke jumpers were headed to quell the riot! And they were arresting all who were on the streets!
      Amazing I finally found a fellow witness…!

       
      • Don F Bradford

        January 27, 2017 at 11:55 am

        Hello!
        I’m still kicking and still share stories from those days…
        The most memorable aside from all the fun ramblings around the park with friends and bears was the fact that I met JFK and the rat pack in Jackson Hole at the airport on September 25, 1963
        Two months before the assanation..,!
        I worked for the Bureau of Public Roads and surveyed in the park and area. We engineered roads and bridges including surveying for all the steel guardrail son the Beartooth Pass…
        Wonderful memories…..!
        Alabama Boy
        Don Bradford.

         
      • joyce4books

        January 27, 2017 at 3:26 pm

        Hello Don — Thank you for your message. Talk about a memorable and historic moment! Sounds like you have a Yellowstone Savage memoir ready to be written … go for it!! Joyce

         

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