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“Are you ok? Did the dam break?” said the text from my father-in-law. Why would he think the dam had broken. The rain was pouring down outside the window, but it didn’t seem too bad. What in the heck was going on? We turned on the TV to the local…
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Red flags were going up when I saw the spotless white sedan. I knew I was in trouble the minute I saw the red and white license plates. It was going to be a slow drive up the hill to Nederland. Years ago, we went to a party hosted…
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As I drove up Foothills Parkway, traffic slowed to a crawl. The culprit? A pack of cyclists. Which logically makes no sense. There’s a substantial bike lane on Route 36 several feet wide that more than accommodates a cyclist without infringing on the flow of traffic. But what’s that saying…
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Driving up Boulder Canyon, the cars in front of me abruptly come to a stop. After eight years living in Nederland, I’m used to slow traffic in summer. Seems like everybody wants to get out of the heat and head to the mountains. But this time is different. The cars…
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