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The serenity of a small mountain community was replaced on Wednesday with the horror and fear of violence and uncertainty. The town of Bailey, Colorado, which is located just west of Denver, was rocked by the invasion of a single gunman who marched into Platte Canyon High School and took...
It was the 17th of September, a crisp, clear, brilliant
Denver day… and we were driving north toward Colorado Community
Church. It was good to be home, and there was something fresh and
beautiful about the morning. Unrestricted views are the
byproduct of the high desert that...
Over the past seventeen months I have witnessed many
airport reunions. I’ve seen signs, balloons,
matching clothing, flowers and many other variations in between.
I’ve watched the anticipation. I’ve even, on occasion,
felt the flood of emotion splash over me as I’ve...
It was a blackness that made even the possibility of
vision out of the question. We were in the bowels of the earth,
exploring Mammoth Cave, and although it was many years ago, I still
remember the feeling when the guide extinguished every light in the
cave. The darkness was suffocating....
It was a steady stream of family members that wanted time to share. The evening celebration had been a windstorm of emotion, affirmation, and thanksgiving. So when the opportunity presented itself to expose a personal reflection, many stepped forward. August 30, 2006 was not a celebration of...
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