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Fri
07
Apr
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Truisms of the game

Truisms of the game
Do not show up to the Community Center in Ouray this Friday to help the City of Ouray place bubble caps on Douglas-fir trees around Ouray. Although a story ran within these pages last week inviting volunteers to assemble at the Community Center Friday, April 7 at noon, we now hear from the organizer that it's a little early in the season, and the excursion into Ouray's surrounding woods to help blunt the spread of beetle kill will have to wait just a bit.
So for now, according to Bevin Campbell, the date is "TBD," and she'll keep us posted when we can help round up the troops again.
I'm betting that if you're wanting to help, and you want to be notified by Bevin, you can just email her at bevincampbell@gmail.com, and she'll put you on her volunteer notification list.

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Fri
07
Apr
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The little lost calf and the case of the aliens

The morning opened with a beautiful sunrise. It was just the beginning of the calving season on the ranch but there was an older cow in Pleasant Valley in active labor. The prerogative of the cowboys is to let "her do the work at her own pace.”
She was doing it.
The two front feet were visible from yards away. The cow circled the same area repeated times. She finally lay down and in just two long heaving motions out he came. The calf was pure black with an adorable pink nose and two little flappy ears. She was a good mom. She cleaned him up "lickety split" (pun intended).
In just minutes, he is on his wobbly four hooves and making his way to his very first breakfast.  Suddenly, the cow steps away from her nursing calf and calls to him in a low murmur. She feels threatened. She's not sure that her baby is safe where they are.

Wed
08
Mar
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Expecting a miracle

We're going to be grandparents, and it hasn't really hit me. It may not sink in until it's time to drive to Utah and see Ross and Kelly and our new granddaughter, Olivia, at the end of this month.
Grandchildren are truly a blessing from above.
They are also not as mathematically likely to occur, especially to me and Beecher.
It's not that our two boys couldn't get a date. Rather, with only two children, our chances are greatly reduced compared to what our chances would have been half a century ago.
The more children, the greater the chance at grandchildren. Especially if the fertility rate doesn't decline.
But since the 1960s, it has steadily declined.
And for a couple of average white parents, our chances are even less than others.
According to the Pew Research Center, since the World War II baby boom, the trend to smaller families has been on the rise.

Wed
08
Mar
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Random encounters of the fourth kind

On the road in Chiricahua National Monument, a dazzling landscape of improbably balanced boulders, granite figurines and Déjà vu.
Listen up: Itineraries and reservations are fine for business trips and family reunions, but if you want to let Miss Sara N. Dipity out of her box, wandering is best done with plans cast in “Jello.” Thus, we land once again in Chiricahua—as far off the beaten path as one can get without disappearing—way, way down in the southeast corner of Arizona, at the juncture of Old and New Mexico.
It’s an all-day “white knuckle” drive to get to Chiricahua from Camp Madera, a renowned “birding” canyon midway between Tucson and Nogales. Roads are frighteningly narrow and shoulder-less. RV “Goldie’s” wide body struggles to stay between centerline and pavement’s edge. Still, it’s a heart-melting back-road drive, meandering sky-island mountains and seas of golden grassland savannas, the likes of which would bring Kerouac and Kuralt to tears.

Wed
08
Mar
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The privilege of serving

Dear Editor,
Thank You!!!
It is with very mixed emotions that I took an action a couple of weeks ago that everyone works towards to some degree. On Feb. 14, 2017 I took a step into my future by handing in my notice of retire- ment to the Ridgway Marshal’s Office. I am not sure where the road is going to take me, but I will never forget the road that I have traveled to this point. I have been in Law Enforcement for 37 years and one of my best assignments I have had was the privilege of serving the community of Ridgway for the last 16+ years. I was involved a vehicle accident in September 2016 and have not fully recovered to the point that I would be capable of providing the services that you deserve.
During the time I served I have made many friends in the area; Krista and I plan on staying in the community for the fore- seeable future. I wish the citizens and businesses of the community the best.
Thank you for allowing me to serve you.

Thu
23
Feb
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I'm mad, too

Seems to be a lot of angry folks around here lately, so I'm going to start selling bumper stickers.
In the late 1970s, early 1980s, there was a charismatic figure in the Fort Worth, Texas area named Eddie Chiles. Eddie, who was on a first-name basis with all of Texas, was a self-made man, having started an oil supply company with two trucks and a few employees.
He grew the company to over 5,000 employees, bought the Texas Rangers baseball club and was an economic force in the state.
But what he was best identified with were the bumper stickers. The sticker read, "I'm mad, too, Eddie!"
It all started with his disdain for big government. Eddie was known to colorfully express his views about big government spending, especially the "Liberals in Congress," so much so that he was encouraged to express his views on the radio, where he could have a lasting effect.

Thu
23
Feb
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Commentary

Thu
23
Feb
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Warming trend

Dear Editor,

This year's February daytime warming trend referred to in your front page story on the Ice Park is indeed real and more severe than in the past two Februaries, 2015 and 2016. Nighttime February temperatures have also increased dramatically this year. Since ice is made at night, these figures are concerning for the Ice Park. I thought your readers might like to see a listing of the monthly average high and low temperatures for the last two Februaries and for the first 18 days/nights of this February.

Average High
Feb. 2015                44.3 degrees
Feb. 2016                42.8 degrees
Feb. 1-18, 2017            47.8 degrees
Historical Feb. Average        39.0 degrees

Average Low
Feb. 2015                23.2 degrees
Feb. 2016                19.8 degrees
Feb. 1-18, 2017            28.3 degrees
Historical Feb. Average        17.1 degrees

Thu
16
Feb
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Time to fix winter water woes in Ouray

The Ouray Ice Park had to close for the season last week. A statement from the folks who run the Ice Park said the recent warm-up of temperatures in Ouray, coupled with the extended warm weather outlook, pointed toward their inability to keep what ice they had in good, safe condition.
Last year the Ice Park stayed open a month and a half longer than this year, closing on March 20. As we reported in early March 2016, sections of the park did not receive the amount of water the ice farmers would have liked, so there was less ice than desired. This year, there was even less water available to make ice.
Weather, lack of ice and a lack of an "ice box" effect played a role this year. It's certainly not all attributable to the weather. Last year in February, for instance, there were eight days in Ouray in the 40s, 13 days in the 50s and one day in the 60s. Pretty much like this year.

Thu
16
Feb
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The wolf in your midst…and your bedroom?

Dogs are wolves in disguise. They’re smarter than other wolves. We know that because long ago they learned not to bite the hand that feeds them.
Long ago humans found some early version of the canine species to be useful and decided to domesticate the creature. So we reinvented wolves as guard dogs, herding dogs, hunting dogs and “service dogs” of all sorts.
It’s a shaggy dog story.
We love living in this corner of Colorado and one of the things we love about it is that most people here love dogs and rarely leave home without them. People here think nothing of taking dogs to the park in Ridgway when the Farmer’s Market is in full swing or leaving Fido the family Rottweiler in a wide-open Jeep parked outside a bar or restaurant.
Whether bred to race or kill rats, dogs help us cope with the rat race called life.

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