When we were little our Dad took us on a road trip to the south rim of the Grand Canyon. It was spectacular. We did the mule ride part way down into the canyon too. Over forty years later I asked my Dad if he wanted to go on a rafting trip down the Grand Canyon. He was 83 at the time. With no hesitation he said yes and we made it a wonderful family trip. This is a photograph of our World War 2 veteran Dad enjoying the rafting trip.