We have been to Yellowstone National Park before. I was there only once, when son Chris was a middle schooler, full of a sense of adventure and disregard for danger. Then, I worried about the boiling hot springs and rued my stupidity for falling into a frigid mountain lake after following Chris onto a slippery log. The warm clothes we are packing for the mountains seem excessive on this hot August afternoon.
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