I was only in Colorado once, briefly, when we took a steam train ride when we were visiting friends in New Mexico. I’m going to Denver next summer because Dean’s big statistical conference is there. I have a confession, however. I am afraid of Colorado. I don’t know why. It might be that dream I had that I was in an airplane going over the Rockies and the mountains were just out the window, but looked cartoon-like.
Maybe I’m afraid of cowboys. Or heights.
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