Author: Katherine O’Neal

he holidays can be a happy time. The days can be joyful, the evenings filled with family and friends and the season full of wonder. Gingerbread cookies, egg nog, sparkly lights, holiday music and the feel of cozy slippers by the fire can blissfully fill our senses from now through New Year’s. Gifts can surprise…

When I was younger, all my thin, very fit friends were runners or aerobics instructors. Later, my hard-bodied companions lifted weights and worked out with personal trainers. I always believed that enviable weight and sculpted bodies were a result of hard aerobic workouts, like marathons through the mountains or biking trips to Moab. I rationalized…

Robert Womack was certain there was gold in Poverty Gulch. He had come to the area near Cripple Creek — so named after a cow fell in and broke its leg — as a young boy with his family to homestead. He had very little education beyond his upbringing on the ranch, but he knew…

Aaachooo! You would think after years of teaching grade school I would have an immune system of steel, but, no. Last week, after flying home from New Orleans I felt my throat get scratchy. My nose began to drip. Sneezes took me by surprise. I definitely had a bug. When I was a little girl,…

For a long time, our Cheyenne Mountain neighborhood has wondered about the neglected mansion that sits across the street from The Broadmoor’s tennis courts and cottages on First Street. Now that we see energetic signs of renovation and renewal, many of us are still wondering about the mansion. What is going on over there? In…