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Opinion | Biff America: Can you dig it?
Opinion | Biff America: Can you dig it?

March 16, 2019

There was a time when I was a very fast runner. You would never know now, but I once was captain of my high school football and track teams. Those days are well in the...




Walking Our Faith: The power of giving thanks
Walking Our Faith: The power of giving thanks

March 15, 2019

Last week I received an email from Mary Minchow. She shared that she had also given up wine. In its place she discovered a talent for painting, and she shared a few of them with...








Opinion | Biff America: The ‘hole’ truth
Opinion | Biff America: The ‘hole’ truth

March 9, 2019

“If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything.” That declaration by Mark Twain cautions would-be fabricators that once you issue an untruth you are burdened by having to remember that precise fiction...




Ask Eartha: Why glass recycling makes a difference
Ask Eartha: Why glass recycling makes a difference

March 8, 2019

Dear Eartha, We used our fair share of glass bottles while visiting Summit County this week, but I saw that glass can’t be mixed with other recyclables here. Why is that and what should we...


Opinion: Knopf: What is QAnon and why should you care?
Opinion: Knopf: What is QAnon and why should you care?

March 7, 2019

What is QAnon and why should you care? QAnon is a conspiracy theory promulgated by Trump devotees, who believe there is a deep state cabal afoot, and Trump will sweep government criminals (Democrats) out of...



Wine Ink: On water and white
Wine Ink: On water and white

March 6, 2019

“It’s nuking snow!” If you live in a ski town then you know that this entire winter season has seen tons of it. Especially lately, we have had wave after wave of warm, wet precipitation...



Opinion | Biff America: Dueling in your underwear
Opinion | Biff America: Dueling in your underwear

March 2, 2019

“Holy crap-berger, these guys aren’t gonna fist fight, they’re gonna shoot at each other.” The year was 1975. My buddy Keith and I had recently arrived in Breckenridge. For two guys from a Boston suburb,...