“Wow! Look at that!” my dad cried, pointing to the eye-catching gold and salmon-colored monolith of Castle Rock looming large in the distance. “That is simply magnificent in every sense of the word! Isn’t that where your house is located?”
Infused with territorial pride, I answered, “Yep. That‘s Castle Rock and I get to enjoy watching that tower of sandstone change color everyday all day long. It’s really something at sunset. Get your phones out or your cameras ready!”
I’d hoped that the dilapidated exterior of the Castle Valley Sun would be painted by now, but the severe fall off in ad revenues and print circulation had put that project on hold indefinitely. Oh well. At least the interior renovation had been mostly completed.
My dad winced as he slid out onto the hard-packed di
