Dark In Denver
Open Late
We have one day off during the ten-day medicine course and I needed to return to Denver. At the end of my work day in the classroom and the end of my car ride, I was feeling the need to exercise. I laced up the shoes and left the house at ten. I stuck to the well-lit streets that run through downtown. In the cool of the evening, I could run quickly without overheating and with the benefit of several days at altitude the air here seemed rich with oxygen. The run felt great and ended too soon. I ran around the capital building, it’s gilded dome lit against the black sky. One of the best things about running is that it can be done anywhere at anytime. All one needs is a good pair of shoes, a little bit of time, and a small amount of willingness to get out the door, even if its late.
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2005, my family was badly shaken. But his strength, pragmatism, and demeanor throughout the course of his treatment comforted me in difficult times and his providence, love, and foresight help me move forward in his absence. I miss him everyday but his spirit persists in many tangible ways. He does not live in my mind with the illness he suffered but rather in the many long and happy years that preceded it. For visitors who knew my Dad, I hope this site recalls memories that make you smile.