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Sex Change

By Harrison Fletcher
Nov 27, 2003

After three decades as the Sex-Change Capital of the World, Trinidad might have to find a new nickname. Dr. Stanley Biber, who has performed some 6,000 sex-reassignment operations in the southern Colorado town, has set aside his scalpel after failing to find insurance. "I didn't retire -- I was forced...
Don't Be a Playa Hata

Cheri Thurston is rescuing the squeezebox from oblivion, one note at a time.

By Harrison Fletcher
Oct 23, 2003

Don't laugh, Cheri Thurston says. It's not as easy as it looks. Contrary to popular opinion, she explains, jaw clenched, struggling with the right shoulder, this is a serious instrument. It's a 25-year-old Petosa from Seattle that cost $6,000. If it were a violin, some would argue, it would be...
Incoming!

Compulsive finder Kent Hups is hot on the trail of a mega-meteorite.

By Harrison Fletcher
Aug 14, 2003

Kent Hups has a saying he likes to spring now and again, one that captures the essence of his talents, the depth of his obsessions and his reasons for getting out of bed each day: "You can find some really interesting things while peeing." Hups is a Renaissance man. A...
Building Bridges

PlatteForum finds a way to reach inner-city kids through art.

By Harrison Fletcher
Jul 3, 2003

It's appropriate, says Judy Anderson, that the PlatteForum arts and education project stands at the base of the Millennium Bridge. According to the artist and executive director, the nine-month-old initiative is all about connections. "It's a working collaboration with the community," Anderson explains. "Arts. Education. Youth. Everything we do is...
Day of the Dad

Denver's fathers reconnect with their families and themselves.

By Harrison Fletcher
May 29, 2003

Jaime diPaulo doesn't remember much about his dad. They shared the same house, saw each other every day, but when Jaime was a child, his father was practically an apparition. Distant. Unavailable. Unaware. "The man just wasn't there," he says. But there's one memory that still burns white hot after...

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