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My family moved to Colorado Springs in 1974, just before my seventh birthday. I remember my father trying to explain the size of mountains, as we left Texas. I remember the signs, one word per sign, that lured tourists to Santas Workshop. Yes, my Jewish family visited the Christmas themed entertainment park at some point once we were settled.

I’ve lived other places but have always returned to Colorado. NYC, Boulder, Albuquerque, Rio Rancho, Fort Collins, and back here in between. This past decade has been the longest time away. The city has changed radically – more developments, more shopping options, more restaurants and bars, even in the crowded downtown blocks. Walking these familiar streets sent waves of nostalgia, apprehension, longing. I long to stay, I look forward to leaving.

One more visit to a gathering place from my past and then I’m off to wander and breathe.