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I Wonder What’s Up There

Cliffs over The Colorado River, Austin Texas

Every time we drove by those cliffs overlooking the Colorado, Daddy would say “I’d like to climb those someday. I wonder what’s up there.” The cliffs towered above the river, a couple of hundred feet at least, disappearing downstream at a bend in the river. I was always ambivalent. I …

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