memories
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Driving Colorado
Yesterday seems so long ago after today’s long, grueling haul through the gut of Denver to get to this yet unremarkable RV park. It’s still being built, its off the main highway, and there are only baby trees on some of the sites. Nothing much to see here, except the Rockies in the far off Continue reading
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A Packed House
I joined the crowd for the first time for Monday night bingo. It was different than any bingo game I’d been to before. I found a seat in the back since the place was nearly full, near Diane and Ken who I know from Mexican Train nights. I bought my cards and my dauber, then Continue reading
Twisted Trunk Travels 