I had noticed her earlier, joyfully greeting and seating guests in the tourist-packed bistro of a resort near the entrance to Denali National Park. After several days in Denali's backcountry, we were once more in the busy bistro and I saw her again. This time, equally energetic and enthusiastic, she was bussing dishes and wiping down tables, along side a man doing the same.
Clearing a table not far from where my husband and I were seated, I overhead the young man asking, "Lisa, tell me again, why should we be doing this?" Without pausing, Lisa matter-of-factly remarked, "Because it needs to be done. ...
