The tiny elements and particulates of the sand of the Greater Canyonlands run in my blood. The slickrock seems to seep up through the bottoms of my feet and into my soul. This place is my roots.
But the desert does not only mark my life. This alluring and eerie place we call the canyonlands is an inseparable part of our small community of Moab. I know the desert wild feeds the souls of so many of my fellow Moabites. It is such an inseparable part of our community’s way of life, and also of our economy. It needs protection.
I want to feel confident that if I raise children in the Moab area one day, they will be able to experience what I was fortunate to experience.
Let’s join together to call for a public process that involves input from all Utahns and all Americans to discuss how to protect the magical world that surrounds us. It is the best way to make sure our local concerns are heard. And future generations will thank us.