Murie was ‘grandmother of the conservation movement,’ Beinecke writes. | AP Photos
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I traveled to the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge in Alaska this summer and got to experience one of the wildest landscapes left on Earth. I saw grizzly bears playing in the grass, wolves tracking caribou and wildflowers blooming in a riot of color. One afternoon, I stepped into a tiny visitor center and saw a tribute to the woman who helped protect the refuge and 100 million acres more of America’s natural heritage: Margaret “Mardy” Murie.
Mardy, who died in 2003, was a force of nature and my conservation heroine and role model. She navigated the male-dominated worlds of frontier Alaska, the oil and gas industry — and Capitol Hill to preserve our wilderness crown jewels. In the process, she became an inspiration to a generation of women entering the environmental arena in the 1970s. She was hailed as the “grandmother of the conservation movement.