Words from Colorado

        Driving down a local Green River street I saw them. I think they saw Laura and me first, and began waving homemade signs, jumping up and down! They exhibited such enthusiasm, such passion it was as if they willed me to turn around.   I followed the inclination to reward their passion, and made a u-turn.   Even though they observed our car turning around, they didn’t assume we did it for them…and so they stretched those signs into the blue Wyoming sky with continued fervor!   Who were they?   A band of local children of all ages beckoning us to drink deeply from their homemade cool -aid stand! Their business manager who must have been all of seven, informed us of the rates. 50 cents for one cup or two cups for a dollar!  The transaction was quickly made, they took our one dollar bill and placed it in their basket, Laura said it looked like the only one they had collected so far. Based on their impassioned marketing techniques and tasty product I am s

    A lpine Wyoming is a beautiful town 35 miles south of Jackson Hole. This past Friday it was the scene of a fearless display of courage . OK, maybe a wee bit overstated, but stay tuned. Laura and our oldest son Brian and I had reserved three ATV's (All Terrain Vehicles) for the day.     Arriving at 9:00 in the morning we were assigned our ATVs. We loaded up on snacks and guided by a hand written map and our scout Brian, our journey began. In Alpine, they allow you to actually drive right through the city, and into the national forest, 9 am in Alpine, Wyoming is cold! We were dressed for it, but I would have paid plenty for some gloves!  The early chill finally subsided and we were treated to spectacular views of mountains and a rushing river, and the golden leaves of changing aspens:) We sped through God’s canvas, and missed the turn to a lake (Pictured here>) we were supposed to be heading to.     We drove 20 miles on the forest road before realizi