|I heart you, Robert.|
I have become most infatuated with Robert Moran, the man responsible for Moran State Park - one of the most lovely places I've ever been - and a man who also happens to have died 32 years before I was born.
|Something tells me this will end with: "He loves me not...because he's dead."|
Here is why I love Robert Moran:
He believed in the healing properties of forests, mountains, and water.
So do I!
He could feel there was magic on Orcas Island.
So can I!
He was an amateur photographer.
So am I!
He loved introducing his loved ones to beautiful places.
So do I!
He was a multimillionaire philanthropist.
Um...I've totally heard of those people!
And that is why I love the man who set aside almost 4000 acres of his personal property to create a place people could enjoy eternally. Robert, you rock. You're my dead BFF.
|What a guy!|