It started with a fortuitous drop of a radish into the split-leather pouch of my trusty slingshot. Fast forward two decades. This is a running compilation of snapshots and notes from days gone by.
Sunday, August 21, 2005
Ouray, CO
Mom and me on main street in Ouray, CO. This is where I will retire to. And it's only an hour from Telluride!
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