I haven't received my hardcopy pics yet; Amanda said she'd mail them to me on the weekend. We had some misunderstanding about "posting", so I'm very appreciative she uploaded some on her blog and I can get started. And reading posts by some who have started work, I've been anxious, a little bit, in the last 24 hours, to get started. So I downloaded three photos from her post, (sorry, kitty,) and started playing a little bit.
When I was five, I vaguely thought Grand Canyon was "thataway", and I realize now I meant southeast of Tucson, Tucson being a smidgen to the right of Satuaro in this map. I knew the National Park crossed a state border, and whenever I thought of a state border, I thought of the Arizona/New Mexico border, for no particular reason. What can I say, I was a kid.
Back in those days, Dad told me The Grand Canyon was a natural phenomenon, and explained how water can, over millions and millions of years, cut through rocks and "the ground" to gouge such a vast "groove". I had to look down really hard to see the river at the bottom, which was just a glimmer a mile down. He also told me because it's natural, the Canyon looks different at different parts of the park, (I can't remember the details,) and we saw some picture in a pamphlet (??) and we agreed we liked the deep, dark, rocky parts better.