Wind River and Riverton

Abstract

It was the last third of a long field season. If anyone had said to me it would be the last summer I would run the surveying instruments, I wouldn’t have believed them. I assumed geologists would use plane tables forever. But the summer of ‘50 was the last time I solved a three-point problem. I put away the plane table and alidade for good. An era in petroleum exploration had ended in the Rocky Mountains.

Humanity is not, as was once thought, the end for which all things were formed; it is but a slight and feeble thing, perhaps an episodic one, in the vast stretch of the universe. But for man, man is the center of interest and the measure of importance.

— John Dewey

That which we do is what we are. That which we remember is, more often than not, that which we would like to have been; or that which we hope to be.

— Ralph Ellison