She lifted Moby out of Grandpa’s old Buick and together they crossed the parking area toward the High Knob Trailhead. Her dad always liked to point it out on their many drives between her parents’ two houses. He always wanted to be a forest ranger, or a scoutmaster, or some job that would allow him to be free in the woods. He constantly mentioned how much he wanted to get her into hiking and backpacking, starting with this trailhead. They never got the chance.
