Who Left the Door to Wyoming Open?

Pardon my absence.
We have been on a little vacation.

A windy walk down memory lane.

My alma mater II.

Colorado State University

Colorado State University

Things are always changing.

Skateboard racks, and a new Rec Center

Skateboard racks, and a new Rec Center

Soccer practice fields

Where we first met (at least close)

Where we first met (at least close)

In front of the Pathology Building

First kiss

First kiss

We did drive around to our old domiciles, and found them all (30 years later). The fun Fort has grown by leaps and bounds, and we checked out a few new eating establishments and sampled some Ft. Collins brew while watching the Avalanche (lose).

The weather was OK, but the last 3-1/2 days were dominated by unrelenting wind. We took one walk where the best entertainment was provided by birds trying to make headway, then tacking, then flying at Mach 1 with the wind. We estimate the wind at over 20 mph sustained with gusts up to 40 mph.

Now, the real reason we were here was to assist moving 2 generations in 1 big house to a small apartment for generation older and a good-sized house for generation younger. We applied skills we learned from our 2013 moves, and apart from 2 very traumatized cats, things have gone pretty well.

Wall to the top, dryer to the bottom

Wall to the top, dryer to the bottom

Younger generation provided shelter in their new house with a bed, towels, two forks and a pan. We learned that it was more than enough to sustain ourselves, and that strawberries can serve as utensils.

Our main charge was the older generation, and they were troopers; making decisions, giving directions and putting up with paperwork. They are now getting settled in a lovely complex called MacKenzie Place. It is cozy, but comfortable and as soon as the telephone gets a dial tone, Bob can relax.

Carl with Bob & Doris

Carl with Bob & Doris

2 Responses to “Who Left the Door to Wyoming Open?”

  1. Margaret Says:

    It sounds like a lovely(but exhausting) adventure. The word moving gives me hives; I didn’t enjoy our move into this house one bit. It didn’t help that the first night we were here, I locked myself out and NO ONE would wake up to let me in. I had to drive my husband’s truck(he always left the keys in it) to my parents) to get a spare key.

  2. RegenAxe Says:

    I can see Rey got his smile from Good Ol’ Doris! Great Pictures. I hope the cats adjust quickly to their new digs.

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