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Directions - October 2001

Directions - October 2001

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October
 
2001
 
Here’s
 
how
 
you
 
get
 
there.
 
Fly
 
into
 
the
 
flat,
 
boring,
 
mud
brown
 
plains
 
surrounding
 
Denver.
 
Rent
 
an
 
electric
yellow
 
pick
up
 
truck.
 
Drive
 
west
 
on
 
I
70
 
and
 
then
 
north
 
on
 
I
25.
 
Feel
 
small
 
under
 
the
 
big
 
sky.
 
Look
 
over
 
your
 
left
 
shoulder
 
to
 
the
 
distant
 
mountains
 
in
 
awe.
 
Play
 
country
 
music
 
really
 
loud.
 
Roll
 
down
 
all
 
the
 
windows.
 
Take
 
287
 
north
 
through
 
Fort
 
Collins.
 
Speed
 
past
 
the
 
tack
 
shops,
 
pawn
 
shops,
 
cheap
 
motels
 
and
 
feed
 
stores.
 
Drive
 
into
 
landscape
 
as
 
barren
 
as
 
the
 
moon.
 
See
 
nothing
 
for
 
the
 
next
 
thirty
six
 
miles
 
except
 
16
wheelers
 
barreling
 
down
 
on
 
you,
 
one
 
general
 
store
 
and
 
signs
 
that
 
say,
 
“Caution
 
Strong
 
Winds.”
 
When
 
you
 
see
 
the
 
weathered
 
wooden
 
sign,
 
make
 
a
 
left
 
and
 
start
 
down
 
the
 
dirt
 
road.
 
Turn
 
on
 
your
 
4
Wheel
 
Drive.
 
Grip
 
the
 
wheel
 
tightly
 
as
 
the
 
sun
 
sets.
 
Go
 
up
 
and
 
over
 
red
brown
 
ridges
 
and
 
past
 
stolid,
 
grazing
 
beefalo.
 
Yup,
 
beefalo.
 
Don’t
 
stop
 
at
 
the
 
first
 
ranch,
 
make
 
a
 
right
 
at
 
the
 
fork
 
and
 
drive
 
on.
 
After
 
another
 
ten
 
minutes
 
you’ll
 
see
 
a
 
light,
 
a
 
white
 
building,
 
a
 
bunkhouse,
 
a
 
barn,
 
and
 
a
 
few
 
trucks.
 
You’ll
 
see
 
horses.
 
A
 
young
 
woman
 
with
 
the
 
warmest
 
smile
 
and
 
brightest
 
eyes
 
you’ve
 
ever
 
seen
 
will
 
come
 
to
 
meet
 
you.
 
You’re
 
at
 
the
 
Two
 
Bars
 
Seven
 
Ranch
 
in
 
Tie
 
Siding,
 
Wyoming.
 
If 
 
there
 
is
 
a
 
spiritual
 
center
 
to
 
the
 
United
 
States
 
of 
 
America,
 
this
 
is
 
it.
 
It’s
 
a
 
place
 
of 
 
rock,
 
sky,
 
water
 
and
 
unlimited
 
kindness.
 
Here’s
 
an
 
example.
 
The
 
Ranch
 
advertised
 
for
 
a
 
new
 
cook
 
in
 
a
 
Nebraska
 
paper.
 
Mary,
 
from
 
Lincoln,
 
got
 
the
 
 job
 
and
 
one
 
day
 
asked
 
why
 
they
 
placed
 
the
 
ad
 
in
 
a
 
Nebraska
 
paper
 
and
 
not
 
a
 
local
 
one.
 
Polly,
 
the
 
ranch
 
owner,
 
said,
 
“Well,
 
we
 
heard
 
there
 
were
 
some
 
hard
 
times
 
there
 
and
 
thought
 
someone
 
might
 
need
 
a
 
 job.”
 
It’s
 
the
 
place
 
where
 
hard
working
 
hands
 
carved
 
a
 
way
 
of 
 
life
 
from
 
sagebrush
 
and
 
sweat.
 
It’s
 
a
 
place
 
where
 
you
 
lean
 
against
 
the
 
wind,
 
and
 
the
 
strength
 
of 
 
place
 
and
 
generations
 
holds
 
you
 
fast.
 
You
 
learn
 
that
 
Tie
 
Siding
 
is
 
a
 
place
 
where
 
the
 
weak
 
don’t
 
survive.
 
The
 
winters
 
are
 
unimaginably
 
isolated
 
and
 
cruel.
 
The
 
hours
 
are
 
long
 
and
 
the
 
work
 
is
 
grueling,
 
but
 
the
 
summer
 
nights
 
are
 
unspeakably
 
beautiful.
 
You
 
sense
 
rain
 
coming
 
from
 
a
 
long
 
way
 
off.
 
Hear
 
coyotes
 
at
 
night.
 
See
 
the
 
wispy
 
arm
 
of 
 
the
 
Milky
 
Way,
 
satellites
 
rushing
 
across
 
the
 
darkness,
 
and
 
a
 
million
 
or
 
so
 
stars.
 
Drink
 
cold
 
beer.
 
Make
 
friends
 
with
 
a
 
young
 
woman
 
from
 
Cheyenne
 
whose
 
grandmother
 
helped
 
save
 
Danish
 
Jews.
 
If 
 
you
 
hear
 
that
 
there’s
 
a
 
rodeo
 
back
 
down
 
in
 
Colorado
 
at
 
the
 
Larimer
 
County
 
Fairground
 
drive
 
the
 
dirt
 
road
 
and
 
the
 
highway
 
back
 
south
 
through
 
blinding
 
rain,
 
lightning
 
and
 
wind.
 
You’ll
 
be
 
afraid
 
of 
 
breaking
 
down
 
because
 
you’re
 
utterly
 
alone;
 
there
 
are
 
no
 
phones,
 
no
 
lights
 
and
 
no
 
houses.
 

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