Born at St. Joe's in Denver, grew up between Denver and Aurora. I remember Mississippi Ave. turning into a dirt road East of Havana St, nothing but wheat fields To the East. Being a native wasn't so special then, I had dinner with at least 9 other natives every night. LOL
St. Lukes for me. My dad talks about his teen years, walking east of City Park, carrying his dad's trusty .22 and going rabbit hunting.
I know the feeling about not so special back then, I had dinner with 4 out of 5 back then myself. Mother was born in Sedgwick, lived in Sterling as a young child. Dad unfortunately, was born in St. Joe, Missouri, but we still let him hang with us today......
Born and raised in Denver. Missed third generation by one month. Family had a ranch and creamery in Estes Park but lost it in the depression. I remember nothing past Hampden and the Valley Highway (for those of you who know what this is) except darkness at night. Cinderella City had Cinder Alley and the Cooper Threatre was the fancy theatre. My aunt remembered watching South being built, my dad remembered the house my grandfather built across from where south would be built, the foundation being dug with a team of horses. Monkey Island at Washington Park anyone? Irvin Chevrolet? The fun house at Lakeside?
I think my Mom's '"new" '68 Bel-Aire came form Irvin (?), or maybe Luby. My Dad drove Travelalls until IH stopped making them. His next work truck was a '78 F150.
One of the TV stations had "you might be a native if:". One time it was: "You met your spouse on a hayride at Glasier's Barn." My grandparents bought a defunct dairy near Glendale around 1919. Glendale was still outside Denver then. LOL The anecdotal history says that the barn parties started after a group asked to have a weenie roast on the property. Grandpa had already been a Scoutmaster and hosted events on the property. I guess it never occured to them that people would want to come there and pay for the use. The barn parties and hayrack rides were a natural for the setting.
If you went swimming in the irrigation lake during the 40's(?), you may have been a skinny-dipper; but that's another story. LOL
Born in Pueblo went to denver in 1980's for a job. Now Im down south near Trinidad. The first thing you saw going into denver was that place with the wind mill.
I remember cinder ally, spent alot of time there.
I remember going to denver to race slot cars at Celebrity Sports center(It was the group 12 yellow mustang)
Born at St. Anthony's (waaaaay back when there was only one, LOL) Raised in Lakewood & Golden.
I remember when you could go to the top of Lookout mountain and see Colfax Ave. all the way from Golden thru Denver with breaks in the street lights in between the towns.
I remember being able to ride my horse from my house in Lakewood to my buddys place in Pleasantview without have to be on a paved road.
LOL, oh for the "good old days"
Born at University hospital, spent my first 9 years on a farm in Hygiene. The farmers son had a sweet 76-77 green F-250 with huge tires and all the fixens. I think that has something to do with all the trucks I dig today. I grew up the rest of my life in Estes Park. There is some nice old trucks up here, if any of you get up this way keep your eys open. I love being from Colorado. No one from Texas or California can quite understand what the front range used to be like 20 years ago, I remember and I kind of miss it. But I also have some good friends from Texas and Cali too. Good to see some locals. Jesse.
Born and raised in Longmont, and now I live there again! Moved away for about 10 years, 4 for the Marines and 6 in New Jersey (for a woman). I really regreted not moving back to Colorado after the Marines.
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