Your comments inspired a question which resulted in a lot more comments. Based on a common theme, I asked if you consider Jackson to be a part of what you consider to be Wyoming. The vast majority responded with a resounding "No".
I love Jackson, Wyoming. Always have, always will. But, I have to admit that I had forgotten what Jackson used to be like before it became popular with the rich and famous until I came across a home movie from 1970.
Young Cody reflected sunlight off of his shiny belt buckle and caught the attention of helicopter pilot Harrison Ford, who swooped in and picked up the boy.