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The Time Capsule | Roy Marshall

Sixty-eight years ago this summer, Glen Durst drove to the dead-end of a dirt road in the middle of nowhere, lit a Camel and set up his transit. He was about to make a decision that would draw tens of thousands of people to Montgomery County, yet today hardly anyone knows his name.

Durst didn’t have a degree and, other than taking night classes to learn surveying, had no formal training in landscape architecture. What he had was an instinct for the form and function of parks and an absolute resolve to get them right.