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Long Time Gone and Notre Dame, Our Lady of Paris

Notre Dame on Fire

In the midst of elections—both those that have just passed and those looming on the horizon—and investigations and legislation and political partisanship that has us at each other’s throats, there are, nonetheless, times and events that call upon us to just stop and look and think and reflect on what’s happening around us. These events remind us that we, no matter where we are, are not the center of all that matters just as we, no matter our age, are not the only generation that has ever lived. Other places matter in any myriad of ways. Other generations matter, for they accomplished extraordinary things.

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Long Time Gone and the World of Possibilities

For many years, scientists have been intrigued by the role the five senses play in the life of human beings. There were often long standing debates (of course there were, we’re talking about scientists) regarding which sense—sight, taste, touch, hearing or smell—had the greatest impact on the human experience. Everyone had their opinions until one discovery seemed to, more or less, answer the question.

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33 Hours Frozen in Time

Towner Bus Tragedy

LONG TIME GONE: 33 Hours Frozen in Time

It was early on a Thursday morning in late March. When the sun rose at 5:45, the temperature was already on the rise, ultimately reaching close to 60 degrees before it was even 9:00am. Maybe the snowstorm that had hit just a week before was the last one of the season. After all, getting two big storms in March was, at the very least, uncommon. Yes, the air was strangely still, and anyone who knew the High Plains knew the sky, now blue, could turn with little notice. But sixty degrees so early in the morning made the forecast for snow seem unlikely, at best. And, although it’s clearly speculation, it would have been only natural for people to have longed for the rebirth that spring was supposed to bring.

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Long Time Gone: One Man's Dream

Vic Weed and Eastern Colorado

Sometimes, on the High Plains of Eastern Colorado, it’s easy to forget that the first day of spring falls in the month of March. Anyone familiar with the region understands why this is so. It’s during March that the biggest winter storms have, on occasion, landed like a sledgehammer on the broad expanse of prairie, testing the most optimistic heart that yearns for the beauty of spring, only to see snow clouds rolling in from the west that ultimately dump a hefty load of the wet and heavy stuff. Yet, despite the sudden blizzards that can wreak such havoc in so many ways, the reality remains that the first day of spring does come and with it the promise—delayed though it may be—of the bounty new possibilities can bring.

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Long Time Gone: Leonard Sniff - Life on his own terms

Leonard Sniff

Leonard Sniff was one of the first friends I made when I moved to Eads. I’d initially met him a few different times in a few different places and could tell from the start he had “the gift of gab”, as they say. But I really got hooked one afternoon when I just happened to run into him outside the post office in Wiley. Somehow, just standing there on the sidewalk on a summer afternoon, he managed to work a story in to the conversation that involved an old man on a tractor, a brother and sister—both “a-horseback”, a dog, a gun that didn’t work and a lawyer named Wilke Hamm. Of course, I can’t repeat it—no one could or ever will really do justice to a Leonard Sniff story. But it was a good one, that’s for sure.

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