“Most of the searchers didn’t know Matthew Greene. Most hadn’t met him. He’d climbed mountains, as they did, and that’s why they went looking. Some went into California’s Eastern Sierra shortly after he disappeared and found nothing. Others went back, year after year … I didn’t know matthew either. I’ve never rescued anyone. I’m just a reporter. When I first saw his face on a missing person flyer, I was sitting in a cubicle in Pennsylvania at the newspaper where I work. Matthew’s halfsmile and pale blue eyes reminded me of a dear friend I’d loved and lost. Matthew and that friend, Anthony, didn’t have any connection or much in common. People often pointed out that discrepancy over the years as proof I’d gotten lost in this story.” Jason Nark about the elusive search for the body of a lost climber and the more elusive search for relief from grief. What We Search For.