Regarding “Yosemite at 50” (Opinions, June 29): I want to thank writer Dick Hagerty for that excellent article. After my father passed away in 1934, when I was 5 years old, I had an uncle who took my brother and sisters and me to Yosemite every year for three weeks of sheer bliss and happiness. This happened until I was about 11. We camped in the old Camp 14 by the river, roasted marshmallows over an open fire.
We enjoyed the fire-fall every night from Glacier Point and, yes, going out to the garbage dump we fed the bears every night, some nights there would be 12 or 14 bears. We used to run over to Happy Isles and enjoy the river as it split around the islands, hike up to Vernal Falls. We also enjoyed Camp Curry, where we bought more marshmallows at the store.
Thanks for the memories.
Richard Baker, Ceres