I am sitting here in the Denver airport, waiting on a flight to another city, but I can’t help but consider how much Colorado has been a part of my life.
It’s where my son Josh went from a twinkle in his dad’s eye to God’s gift, I was here when John had to call and tell me his Dad was having a heart attack, its where I went to say good bye to Jake. Its where Jake spoke to God a lot on that summer he worked as a dude ranch. It’s where Bob and his brother and brother in law go hunting for elk almost every year.
My dream of three little sons, all following behind me