A Test of Faith Winfield Scott Stratton, perhaps the least known but single largest contributor to Colorado Springs, was an enigma. Known as much for his benevolence as for his eccentricities, Stratton was Colorado Springs’ first and biggest nineteenth-century multi-millionaire. Born in Jeffersonville, Illinois in 1848, he was one of eight children, six of whom were girls. Most of his siblings died in infancy, so by the time he was
The End There are as many lessons and stories that came out of Vietnam as there are soldiers who went there. It remains a signature moment for my life. Until 9/11, America declined to send troops all over the world for insignificant political reasons. Now that lesson seems to have been forgotten. But I learned that dying isn’t to be feared. The accident that killed me also saved my life.
There’s a commercial that consists of videos of different species of animals frolicking together. These are an Internet staple. Cats with birds, dogs with fish, lions with gazelles, and countless other unusual pairings from YouTube fill up our inboxes. The cuteness factor of these GIFs is beyond question, but why? Animal babies are cute, and we are hardwired to respond to baby like features. But many of these animals are
<<–Diary of a Garden Goddess, Part III June 17 A good day. I catch my first snakes and am stung by a wasp. I know it doesn’t sound good, but for me, Mrs. Wild at Heart, it was exciting. Both occur at The Remmick’s, a house with another big rock wall garden, two doors down from Hades. I dubbed it Hades II. In the morning, I spot a yellow jacket
City Councilwoman Jan Martin has been a pivotal figure during recent debates in Colorado Springs regarding cannabis retail regulation and sales. Currently, she is well into her second term as an at-large city representative. Martin has also served on several boards and commissions, to include the Citizens Project, Colorado Springs Pioneers Museum Foundation (Vice President), and Ronald McDonald House Charities Board (President). She has been a strong and unwavering voice for respecting the voters’ wishes in Colorado Springs through reasonable policy and active community engagement. Accordingly,
Saturday, June 7 Theodore came to on tangerine shag carpet in the back of a 1970s-era Volkswagen van. He lay on his side, his wrists bound together tightly with multiple plastic zip ties. Daybreak shone through the dirt-streaked windows, illuminating everything in a grimy pink glow. The scent of a biofuel, one he wasn’t familiar with, hung in the air. Tilting his head all the way back, he could see
