Every Which Way But Loose: Remembering Denver the cow town

I shouldn’t be writing this – I really don’t have the time, but I’ve found that if I don’t write about something when inspiration calls, it quickly dissipates and is then lost for good. POOF! It evaporates into the ether and then I regret it. And this isn’t anything earth-shattering or even related to publishing, it’s just some thoughts I wanted to jot …