Not long ago, I wrote a letter because I felt like something in Park City was slipping — like we were forgetting who we are and what makes this place so special. I wrote it because I care. I still do.
But this time around, I want to talk less about what’s gone sideways and more about what’s gone right.
Because truthfully, I’m grateful. Grateful every day to live in this town. Grateful for the people who’ve been here for decades and the ones who just got here last month and already feel like they’ve stumbled into something magical. Because they have.
If you’ve ever hiked up Armstrong as the light fades, looked out at the ridgelines, and felt that deep breath settle into your bones — that’s Park City. If you’ve coasted down Spiro and stopped for a bite at Silver Star, or wandered across the ski bridge toward Main Street, you know exactly what I’m talking about.
That feeling — that “I can’t believe I live here” moment — is what draws people in. It’s what’s kept me here all these years.
And here’s the thing: None of this happened by accident. This community, these trails, these open spaces, these schools and nonprofits and neighborhood traditions — they exist because people showed up and made them happen. Some were born here. Some arrived chasing a new chapter. But it’s always been the mix that makes Park City, Park City.
Sure, we’ve disagreed over the years. We’ve had different visions, different opinions. That’s healthy. But lately, the tone has shifted. There’s a sharpness I don’t recognize, a disrespect that doesn’t sit right. And while I’m someone who likes to keep the peace, I’m not afraid to say it: We’re better than this.
I’m not calling for perfection. I’m calling for perspective. I’m calling for gratitude.
I’m raising my kids here, and every time they head to sailing camp or the library or toss a ball on a patch of open space that someone fought to protect, I’m reminded of how lucky we are. I’m grateful for the folks who’ve been here forever and for the new faces who bring fresh ideas. We need both. We always have.
So as we head into another election season, I’d ask you to do one thing: take a moment to remember why you’re here. Then do one extra thing — learn about the people who want to help lead this town. Talk to your neighbors. Reach out to a candidate you don’t know. Don’t settle for the noise online. Get curious. Get involved.
That’s how Park City stays Park City. One extra thing at a time.
And for that, and for all of you, I’m grateful.
Max Doilney
Park City