Greetings from Marsh-Billings-Rockefeller National Historical Park

This is our photo of our Silver Shadow Teardrop Camper in Arizona as we traveled the perimeter of the USA National Parks, returning through the parks of the Canada Rockies. We have been enjoying the gifts of our parks in our annual camping trip in Acadia in Maine, but more recently as we have become active volunteers in our nearby park, Marsh-Billings-Rockefeller, a gift to our area, filled with stories that tell the history of the conservation movement begun here in Vermont with George Perkins Marsh publishing his book, MAN AND NATURE, followed by the care and love of the land by the Billings, and later the Rockefeller families. Grateful every day for the gift of our National Parks.

Sincerely,
Jeanne

Marsh-Billings-Rockefeller National Historical Park

The story of Marsh-Billings-Rockefeller National Historical Park is the story of conservation in America. Tour the mansion, gardens, carriage paths, and forest.

State(s): Vermont

Established: 1992

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