I lived in Denver, Colorado for a winter back in 1972. It snowed the entire time we lived there -- but other than two REALLY cold weeks -- I could go out in a sweater and boots and still be comfortable. That was probably the most wonderful winter of my life. I have a deep love of the magestic Rocky Mountains. If I hadn't had to get back to Dallas to take a test at school, we would have probably driven up through Colorado too.

As you were rolling down the highway on your vacation and you noticed two women with clenched teeth and wild eyes and the car seemed to bouncing with three wild children in the backseat -- that would have been us! LOL. Just kidding -- the kids were amazingly well behaved on the trip.

Gwinnetta