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“A man named Ted Johnson,” I answered. “He was Snowbird’s original developer. When Grandaddy and Gummy used to ski at Alta, he was there too and had the idea to develop Snowbird just down the canyon from Alta.”

“Wow,” Reyna said, “Grandaddy must’ve trusted Ted a lot to put so much money into an endeavor as risky as a ski resort. You’re basically investing in the developer.”

“He definitely had a great relationship with Ted,” my mother responded, “but the way Grandaddy saw it, he wasn’t really investing in Ted. He did it for the snow.”

Her words snagged in my chest.

“The snow?”

“The snow, and the mountain. He’d been skiing at Alta for a while, and we’d always go into the backcountry. A bunch of that terrain became part of Snowbird when it was developed. So he already knew the mountain, he knew the terrain, and he knew how consistent and light the snow is here. He said it wasn’t even a decision, really. He knew that Ted was a reliable guy and a hard worker, but the real reason he agreed to it was because he trusted that the snow would always come. He knew it’d be a good investment from the start.”