CROSSROADS Yesterday, I pointed out to my mom that the street sign at the corner of University Avenue and Railroad Street was repaired. It was leaning over and you couldn't see the street signage clearly. On Thursday, I think it was, I noticed it was standing erect and it looks like the signs with the street names are new. It made me very happy to see them repaired. I'd meant to call the city but kept forgetting. Maybe my Uncle had it handled — I'd like to think he did anyway. I pointed it out to my mom when I brought her home from work. And we sat in the truck looking at them for a minute when my mom said "the Railroad and the University, two institutions that helped build Laramie." And that was so profound to me. That is what built this town. And a town is built of people and families. My family in particular was nourished in body, mind and spirit because of these two entities that continue to this day to provide more families with the same nourishment. As I looked at the sign I see the Railroad name is above the University name, and I thought how appropriate. First the railroad then the university. This is a crossroads, a new beginning. The railroad marked a new beginning for many people looking to improve their lives and later the University of Wyoming would bring about new beginnings for more people. The UW started its life on land deeded from the railroad to the city of Laramie. University Avenue started out as Center St. with the intention that this would be the main avenue in the town. It later was renamed University Avenue. So my Uncle Rodger met my Aunt Jenni here in Laramie where their roads crossed one another. My Aunt growing up as a railroad kid, and my Uncle attending the University of Wyoming where he earned his degree in Geology. This young couple went on to travel many roads of adventure in foreign countries and cross many paths with many people. They raised their children who now are traveling their own exciting paths. And all this travel and movement from this one crossroad … Death is so sad because we feel we're at the end of our road but really its a new beginning. The road is still here and we will cross paths again. Life is very much like these roads and crossroads, we can always go back and start again. From a distance it looks scary but once you're there its just one foot in front of the other. Its not the same I know, but its not an end. I love that I get to live at this crossroad, this lovely place of beginnings. I love my Uncle and he influenced the paths I've traveled and I am better for it. I will miss you today and in my tomorrows. Thank you is not enough to say when someone has taken the time to make the difference you have in me. I love you, and I'll see you when our paths meet again at that crossroads. Love, Gina Chavez