My memories of our family trip to Yellowstone in 1967 teach me something about the child brain. I do recall a little that Dad the Geologist wanted me to remember about hot springs, the formation of mountains and the continental divide. I remember a hike with Dad and my sister Kim, cut short when we ran across a mother bear and cubs, about fifteen trees away.
But as my inner world was all witches, vampires, and Batman (10/2017), I recall the Yellowstone "cauldron" more than any other sight. I can recall specific colors and frames from witch-related comic books that I re-read incessantly during the trip -- Wendy the Good Witch and a Bewitched knock-off. And I was most impressed when Dad showed me a bat hanging upside down from the sign of a general store.
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