My Dad was the calm in the storm, a home body, and also quite the adventurer.
I remember one winter in the mid-1970's we were returning from a visit with my aunt/uncle (Kenny and Shirley) who built a house east of Elmore's Store. We were in our 1970's Jeep Commander. The snow was piling up during a blizzard and roads were nearly impossible to see. I remember how exciting it was to see snow splashing over the hood of the jeep as dad drove through the growing drifts, just like in the T.V. commercials.
To get home more quickly, Dad wanted to take a short cut, and we dashed across some fields adjacent to a creek. I saw no sign of a road (look back, I'm guessing it was maybe CR 229?); the terrain was unrecognizable due to the depth of snow and density of the snow fall. Visibility was nil.
I remember my mom, sister and I being concerned that we might get stuck, but dad was confident. He asked to borrow my sun glasses so he could see better, and after some bucking and wrangling the Jeep Commander made it across the valley, a small bridge, and the depths of the snow. I remember him putting it in four-wheel drive, how he concentrated on the drive, how snow kicked up the side of the jeep when he turned, how the snow frosted trees, the beauty of the snow fall, and the soft pure look of the landscape as we navigated the questionable route. While I was young, I estimate the snow was well over a foot deep (maybe even two). We eventually emerged from the short cut and made it safely home.
I have so may similar stories, like when he took me to the top of the Three Sisters in Grand Junction, Colorado (before it was a non-motorized park) in the same Jeep the year before; or 4x4-ing with him near the Book Cliffs in Mesa County; and teaching me to ride motorcycles. He taught me so much, shared miles and miles of beautiful countryside in southwestern Colorado, and is the reason why I do a lot of what I do.
He helped me learn how to adapt and stand on my own two feet. He was also always the first to step up and help those in need.
I miss you Dad.
Love Todd, your son.