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Holy Wallenda!

[Written by Ed Stocker in JP's Absence]

Dear Members and Constituents,
Some of you may not have heard, but the biggest thing happening this weekend is later today. Nik Wallenda of the infamous flying Wallenda’s will dare gravity, mock the wind and risk his life in a death defying attempt to walk a tightrope over Niagara falls. Sounds exciting right?

Well Nik doesn’t sound any too happy about it. ABC is the event sponsor and they have decided that Nik must wear a tether for his walk today. It may just be me, but I think that takes a little bit away for the event. Would Evil Knievel have been as popular as he was if he had raced his motorcycle up a ramp to jump 24 Serta Perfect Sleeper Memory Foam Adjustable Bed Mattresses while hooked to a giant bungee cord? I don’t think so.

Well, today you don’t have to play it safe, you can fly like a true Wallenda. Matt Hawthorne has delivered 4 dozen Krispy Kreme’s for our breathtaking enjoyment. So come by JPs office and pick one up.
Happy Friday,
Ed

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A final note, if you haven’t noticed the haze in the air or the tankers flying overhead, there is a large wild fire burning largely uncontrolled just north of us. While you’re enjoying your morning donut, take a minute and think about all of our neighbors impacted by the High Park fire. As you’re out and about this weekend there are many businesses, many of them breweries, donating a portion of sales to assist those impacted. Other options include donations to the Colorado Red Cross or Larimer Humane Society.

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