In April, we sold our Airstream trailer.   We realized we no longer needed a heavy duty 3/4-ton truck.    This week we traded-in our truck--on the right--for the GMC Acadia Denali on the left.  

The story begins on Wednesday. We were out walking in our neighborhood and decided we were ready for lunch.  We thought we remembered a Subway shop in a nearby strip mall.  It wasn't there but we did find a deli and ordered a good lunch.  Yesterday we decided to try again.  This time we took the light rail train to DIA--Denver International Airport, to walk and to get some lunch.  The train ride--with one change of trains required, took about 1 1/2 hours.  We continue to be impressed with how clean the trains and stations are.  And we enjoy seeing neighborhoods we have not been through before.  By the way, we did get Subway sandwiches!                                       Each station has different kinds of artwork.  Above you can see the decor at Lincoln  Station where we board the train. Here is what we saw at another station. It i...

 I grew up in a city, not the country.I didn’t have open spaces and horses and cows.  BUT I did have the 155 acres of green grass, gardens, lakes and playgrounds of Washington Park. The park was one block east of my home and by 5 th or 6 th grade my friends and I could go there without adult supervision.  There was the ditch—water brought in from the South Platte River to fill the three lakes—and those lakes and two large tennis courts and a playground and the boat house on the north lake—and the island in the south lake.                                        I walked through the park to go to youth group at Washington Park Community Methodist Church.  I learned to jump across the ditch, I took tennis lessons, I climbed trees.  It was a real freedom and so much fun. Much has changed since I moved out of that house one block west of the park to at...