Luke’s New Year’s resolution was going camping in the San Juans before hunting season.  He hummed his dad’s song Good Hearted Woman, remembering those trips into the La Garita Wilderness on horseback every summer after he turned seven.  It’d been two years since the old man died of stomach cancer in Gunnison.   He’d said, “It … More Good Hearted Woman

Lee was smart and funny and could charm almost anyone, and he often did.   I came to know Lee through his editorials in the Crested Butte paper in the late 1980s, after my mother died. I was looking for some connection, any connection to her, and that connection was (and is) always Crested Butte for … More A Tribute to Lee H. Ervin