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#PostcardMonday: Breckenridge

In 1986, I went with the youth group from the church I was attending . . . to ski.

In Breckendridge.

I was not a successful skier.

Here’s the postcard I sent to my paternal grandmother during that visit to Colorado:


Summer 1978.  I was working at Windermere Baptist Conference Center at the Lake of the Ozarks.  I had been to Boys State that summer, just before my senior year of high school. I was 16 at the writing of this postcard to my paternal grandparents.