How many can say they live a half a mile from a bridge to nowhere? Before September 13, 2013 three acres of land provided a place for the practice of fly fishing. The owner dedicated this property to fly fishing and flying fishing lessons. Today this is the scene from my deck, and I refer to this structure as the bridge to nowhere. During the 2013 flood that swept the Front Range of the Rocky Mountains, the raging waters swept away almost all of this parcel of land. And this is what is left. I think the optimism, ingenuity, and the ability to turn loss into a positive force for others is what hope is all about.
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