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14
Oct
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Tue
14
Oct
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What about Bob...

What About Bob…
Even when Lovely Ouray's temps are in the 70s, I'm here to tell you that unobstructed high altitude late-September sun can be brutally hot. It's like an infrared kind of heat, one that cooks you from the inside out.
There I was, feeling like the flammable focal point under a magnifying glass—sweating out placement of the last few shingles on the roof of a new storage shed Bobbie and I constructed to house mountain bikes and other "stuff" that seems to multiply faster than wives and children at a polygamist commune—and up strolls "What-About-Bob." Bob's friendly and outgoing on the surface, yet somewhat paradoxically forlorn a couple layers below his psychological epidermis—a character not unlike Bill Murray played in the movie, “What About Bob.” My Bob’s a lovable, offbeat and entertaining kind of guy, one who'd be living in your spare bedroom in a heartbeat if you weren’t darn careful.

Tue
14
Oct
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The lexicon of winning

You can excuse Kat Papenbrock, executive director of the Ouray Chamber Resort Association, for pausing a moment during Saturday's Oktoberfest in Ouray. I didn't hear exactly what she said to me moments before the winner of the 50th Jeep Raffle winner was drawn and announced, but it was a bit of exhaustion mixed with relief.
Kat, Heidi Pankow, the entire staff and all the volunteers at OCRA who put on Saturday's event should be commended.
It was a beer barrel blast.
When this year's Jeep winner was announced, my brother Kevin, who was nodding off in his chair because he and his wife had driven from Phoenix to get to Saturday's event to "pick up his Jeep," was roused when he heard the first name: Kevin. Unfortunately, the last name didn't even rhyme with "Todd," nor is Phoenix located anywhere near Kansas, where the winner resides.

Wed
01
Oct
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Sharing shades of generations

What a sight it's been over the past week or so to see so many gorgeous pictures being shared by everyone in the county. They say a true Irishman can distinguish 40 different shades of green on a hillside. If so, I bet a true Ourayan can distinguish 40 different shades of gold on a mountainside.
If you haven't had a chance to get up Red Mountain Pass or Owl Creek Pass or County Road 5 to see the colors because you work too much, then, well — you work too much. I had the chance last Friday to go up to Red Mountain Pass and see the colors. What an amazing display.
My Uncle Don, who turned 87 this year, was here with his wife Marilyn. She elected to help Beecher set up at the 4-H Center for last weekend's Fiber Festival, put on by Weehawken Creative Arts. Uncle Don and I ran a few Plaindealer errands in Ouray then drove up Red Mountain Pass, in line with all the other day-tripper gawkers hoping to catch the fall foliage during the peak of change.

Wed
03
Sep
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Housekeeping and taxes

A few housekeeping items.
First, we want to welcome aboard a long-time Ouray County resident and familiar face to many. Peggy Kiniston has joined our team, replacing C.J. Olin as Account Manager.
C.J., who was with us for over three years, recently retired. She and her husband, Randy, plan to galavant around the countryside and do whatever retirees do. Since the concept is foreign to me, I told her I'll have to rely on her stories and pictures. First up for the dynamic duo, a trip to California and on up the Left Coast.
Can't wait for details.
Peggy comes to us after a brief intermission in the newspaper business. Ink has run in her veins since the mid-90s.
We're fortunate to have had C.J. with us for several years, and we're looking forward to working with Peggy, as I'm sure those familiar with her are excited to have her back.

Wed
27
Aug
Wed
27
Aug
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Grandstanding for events

If you haven't signed up to golf in the annual Ridgway Area Chamber of Commerce golf tournament, there's still time. This year's event takes place Sept. 20 at Divide Ranch and Club.
It's a terrific fundraiser for the chamber. In fact, as president of the chamber, I can safely say it's the biggest event of the year for this organization. Aside from the business end of it, it's also a lot of fun.
A certain Ridgway town councilman came into my office a week ago with a mixed bag of clubs he had just picked up at Second Chance Thrift Store. In all, I think I saw two clubs of the same maker. But he has been so excited to play this year — and said he hasn't played in years — that he rushed out to pluck this used "set" so he has time to practice.

Wed
27
Aug
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Feeling a kinship with a blood brother

While driving along the back roads of Ouray County, I sometimes can’t help but feel like I am living in a James Herriot novel. Firstly, there is no doubt in my mind that Ouray County has the same diversity of characters as one of his novels. And secondly, like Herriot, sometimes I have to just stop the truck and get out for a short hike in the sun or to pause at an overlook and enjoy the day.

Wed
06
Aug
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Trying to find the balance between young and old

It was 1984 and I was teaching preschool in Calabasas, California. It was the first day of school and a mother and daughter were having great separation anxiety. Daughter was screaming that she didn’t want to leave Mama and I was trying to tell the mom to leave. And she said to me, “But I love her.” And I told her that was why she had to go. And she did and the child screamed for a while and then settled down.

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