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I had the good fortune of growing up in the foothills of the Cascade Mountains.  We had a forest for a backyard, surrounded by rivers, mountains, etc. It was perfect. Growing up in an extremely rural setting (in the pre-internet days) meant that a trip to the city (Seattle in this case) was quite exciting and eagerly anticipated.  One of my favorite parts about the trip was getting to see my Aunt Carolyn, who also became our tour guide and interpreter on these occasions. She introduced us to another world that left lasting impressions.