My friend Sandy moved to Aspen, Colorado, in 1976. She was part of the "gang" that included my sister Kathi and my first wife Linda and a few others....we had lots of fun times, lots of great memories. Linda and I and our daughters had stopped to visit her on our way to the Telluride Bluegrass Festival in around 1990/91, and she had been back to Wisconsin visiting a couple of times over the years...and I had also stopped in Aspen once by myself, getting to meet her new husband Brian.
Then, in about 1997/98, on yet another trip to Telluride I wanted to stop to see her and to introduce her and Brian to Lynn (my second and present wife....whew; Linda and then Lynn---it hasn't been easy at times. >g<)
Sandy and Brian had moved out to a city just to the west of Aspen, and this is where I met Brian. So, Lynn and I headed over there, and found that they weren't home. The house was locked, but I walked around to the back yard, finding that the patio door was open. I of course went in, found a notebook and a pen and proceeded to leave a detailed, rambling two page note/letter for her, explaining that I was sorry we missed them...we couldn't stick around as we were on our way to the festival.
Later that summer I mentioned to my sister that we had stopped to see Sandy and that I was surprised that I hadn't heard from her.....and this is when Kathi told me that Sandy and Brian had moved from that house about a year ago.
No wonder she never wrote back...>g<
Peace, David
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