Colorized photograph of the Corona School, later re-named Dora Moore School, about 1920. The original school was the far building with the auditorium (near building) added twenty years later. Downing Street and 9th Street are un-paved, with the Denver Tramway Trolley Car tracks turning from 9th Street north on Downing.
Sammy was found by the side of the road after being hit by a car. He was taken to the emergency veterinary clinic, where he had his right eye removed, most of the structure in the right side of his face, and had his jaw wired shut. His left retina is disconnected, so he went from being a “sighted cat” to blind in an instant. Sammy was originally named “Crash” by the vet techs, but I changed his name to Sammy. He was a “Good Sam” case per the clinic.
Sammy lived at the vets for 18 months before I adopted him. Helen and Emilia, vet techs at the clinic were great friends to Sammy, and provided him with love and attention. I still update them about Sammy and send photos when I can.
Sammy had some trust issues for a while and would bite and draw blood on occasion. After a while though, he learned to trust me and became my best friend. He’s a normal cat now. Even without sight he is able to play, run around the house, and snuggle under my arm at night.
I am greatful for Sammy, and would not trade him for anything in the world.
Festival, Music, Food and Drink-September 3rd through the 5th in Downtown Denver Civic Center Park.
Denver Colorado First and Broadway Circa 1919.
I was born way too late, or at least a little too early.
I spend most of my time these days fighting myself. I can’t wait to see who wins.
Some say it’s bad to be a subjective thinker rather than an objective thinker. A subjective thinker will see green grass where an objective thinker sees only the dirt.
On Monday I visited a friend at Fort Logan Cemetery. The National Cemetery is like a wildlife refuge in the early mornings.
Sometimes you just have to say “WTF?”
