On August 13th, 1967, two young women were killed in Glacier National Park by two seperate grizzly bears, in two campsites nine miles apart, on the same night. Questions and controversy followed. In this essay, the author, a self-taught student of all things ursine, describes the unearthly sense of familiarity and connection he has long felt with the victims; two people he never could have known and yet feels he knows so well. Journeying to Glacier for the 45th anniversary of that tragic night, he takes us in search of emotional closure and insights into what really happened that night.
Included as a bonus is a short essay about the triumphs and heartbreaks of saving orphaned cubs in Alaska.