Cripple Creek

My grandmother grew up in Cripple Creek, Colorado, on the back side of Pike's Peak. It was a gold rush town in the 1890s. Her folks had a general store. I hadn't been there since we went when I was a teenager, so I talked Russ and Deb and Abby into going with us to see it. I wasn't sure just what we would find, but I thought it might be fun to see if we could find where the store was. At first we didn't have much luck, but Russ found a poster in the room behind the museum store about a moving sale for the Adam's Dry Goods Company, and it gave the address where the new store was. We found it, although the whole block is now a casino. It's name is the Midnight Rose (which Deb pointed out is a whole lot better than the name of the one next door, the Brass Ass). Here is a picture of the store. It was fun for me to imagine the place where Grandmother grew up. Her house had been razed, but we saw the street. It was very steep and must have been a bear to play ball on. Abby's kids were great sports especially when we found an ice cream parlor. I'm glad we went.