Sunday Commerce

Today may be the official start to summer in Gunnison, and I’m undecided what to do about it. It’s June 9, normally a fairly unremarkable day. And usually we in the commerce sector of Gunnison regard Memorial Day, when the first “sidewalk sale” of the year takes place, as the “official” start to our summer […]

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Marvel-less

Can you remember back to a day when the internet didn’t rule your life? Yeah, me neither. Well, maybe, in some sort of dim, distant past. Actually, I am old enough to remember TV shows where the entire telephone was mounted onto a wall, always at man-height. Lassie’s boy’s mom always seemed to have to […]

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Dan Day

  As we all should know, today is the 75th anniversary of the storming of the beaches of Normandy by the Allied forces. Operation Overlord, months if not years in the planning, became D-Day, the day that most military scholars mark as the beginning of the end for Nazi Germany. There are what seem to […]

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Sleepless in Gunnison

It turns out I missed a very busy day at work on Monday, and the summer grind of dealing with unpleasant, unreasonable customers has already started. Most of the people we deal with range from nice to slightly sullen. Then there are those at either end of the spectrum. Of course we all love the […]

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Short News

I have one hour before Planned Departure Time, and I’m still not packed, nor have I typed instructions for cat feeders, so this is going to be short. But I didn’t want you all to be bereft of my presence. Yes, it’s true: for the second time in a single month, I am hitting the […]

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Pretty Pink

Since it’s the penultimate day of this year’s Giro d’Italia, I thought I would focus foremost on bicycle racing this morning, even though it might be my 200th day of blogging. It might not — I’ve lost track of the small number of “updates” I’ve added post-post. This is post #205, at any rate. [In […]

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Ghost Stories

When we were little, pre-school, Terri and I got our first lunchboxes. The choices must have been limited, because our parents came home with Casper the Friendly Ghost and — this is true — Soupy Sales. As the oldest, I thoughtfully and considerately reviewed the choices — yeah right. I went straight for Casper. I […]

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Weathered

I got early photojournalistic evidence, because I knew it wouldn’t last, but the snow disregarded the 9,000-foot edict overnight to come creeping down to us here at 7,703 feet. It is May 28, one day past Memorial Day, a mere handful of days away from June, and we are still getting snowed on. I am […]

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War and Remembrance

It’s Memorial Day, and I should make at least some attempt to discuss something other than myself, but here is the problem: there is a large disconnect between my life and what Memorial Day stands for. Because we — and by we, I pretty much mean “every person on the planet” — argue over everything […]

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