Birth of the National Live Stock Association and a BBQ for the ages
It’s the wild and woolly 1890s, and the West is wilder than a bronco with a burr under its saddle. Cattle rustlers are running amok, fences are getting cut and ranchers are squabbling over land rights. But wait! Who’s that riding over the horizon, ready to save the day? It’s a couple of li
This Mardi Gras of the West fizzled out like a wet firecracker in 1902
THE FESTIVAL OF MOUNTAIN AND PLAIN It’s 1895, and Colorado has just crawled out of an economic nosedive that would make even a seasoned rodeo bull rider queasy. What’s a city to do? Throw a party, of course! And not just any party, mind you. We’re talking a shindig so grand it would “eclipse
Is the Byers-Evans House haunted?
Hold onto your ectoplasm, you faint-hearted fools! The Byers-Evans House isn’t just haunted – it’s a paranormal powder keg ready to explode with spectral shenanigans that would make Houdini himself wet his ghostly pants! For 140 unholy years, this Italianate monstrosity has loomed over Denver
Byers didn’t witness history – he grabbed it by the horns, wrestled it to the ground and branded it with his own initials
William Newton Byers, that paragon of pioneer pluck, didn’t just move to Denver in 1859 – he stormed into that tent city, armed with nothing but a printing press and more chutzpah than a snake oil salesman at a hypochondriac convention! This man, with nary a lick of journalistic experience, had