I had the great experience of working in Yellowstone National Park in 1992 at the ripe old age of 19. One evening, someone shouted throughout the dormitory that there was a beautiful sunset outside. About 50 people went outside to witness this so-called beautiful sunset. And most of the people were looking at it as if it was the most spectacular thing they’ve ever seen. It had some yellow and…. That was it. No pink, purple, fire orange, blue, etc. It didn’t streak across the sky. I recall being VERY disappointed that I was bothered for such a miniscule sunset. Then I got to thinking, most of the people that work in Yellowstone are from all over the USA and other countries. Apparently, beautiful sunsets are hard to come by in Pennsylvania, Michigan, North Dakota, Iowa, New York, Nebraska…. What these people were witnessing WAS probably the most spectacular sunset they’ve ever seen. Being from Arizona, the sunset I was looking at that day would be classified in the ‘barely pretty’ category.