Letters to the Editor

From Cradle to Grave

Left shaken: I am a mother of a six-month-old and a 21-month-old, and Alan Prendergast's "The Death of Innocence," in the July 31 issue, made me cry -- always a nice way to spend nap time.

I wanted to let you know that I am very impressed with the amount of research that Alan did for the article. He did numerous interviews and learned the details and controversy about Shaken Baby Syndrome. I admire how he presented both sides of those involved. Good article!

Lila Schow
via the Internet

Krystal, cleared: I feel it is obvious that Krystal Voss is innocent. Patrick Ramirez should be locked up and Sergeant Harry Alejo must consider apologies and retirement; I question his competence. I had known the mother and father during the pregnancy, and both always presented themselves as being clear-headed. I have a very difficult time accepting that Krystal could have harmed her beautiful son.

Also, I feel that this family should be in touch with the American Civil Liberties Union regarding the investigation. I think it's quite obvious that Ramirez resorted again to his methods of plea bargaining to try and maintain his freedom. He should be under full investigation, and the case should be moved from the area for a fair, unbiased trial.

Thank you for the objective point of view and giving all sides. God bless this family, and may Kyran rest in peace.

Leslie Harvey
Kihei, Hawaii

Playing the Race Card

Nag, nag, nag: Regarding Bill Gallo's "End Run," in the July 24 issue:

If anyone really believes that Arapahoe Park will just disappear and let millions of dollars of simulcast revenue go down the drain, I've got some swampland in Arizona for sale. Uninformed idiots have been predicting the track's demise since it reopened in 1992.

God forbid that you could run an article about the people who like racing in Colorado every summer. Or maybe a few comments from fans who really do think it's a beautiful facility. I've been to many major tracks around the country, and from a comfort standpoint, I can't think of too many places I would rather watch races from. I really can't understand slamming this place every year. You must be hurting bad for stories.

Rick Floyd

Denver Goes Hug Wild!

His reach exceeds his clasp: Regarding Patricia Calhoun's "All Together, Now," in the July 24 issue:

I have evidence that there are non-huggers among us. We could, perhaps, seek minority status.

On Sunday, it had been two whole days since I'd seen a picture in our local papers of John Hickenlooper hugging someone. Maybe I'm going through withdrawal symptoms. Perhaps someone could produce a John Hickenlooper Hug-a-Day calendar? I especially like photos where non-huggers, repulsed and embarrassed, can't stand the thought of their mayor spending city money to hug someone (notice the averted gaze, attention elsewhere or gagging).

I really miss Wilma Webb. And thanks to Kenny Be for "Mayor Hickenlooper's First Nine Days," the July 31 Worst-Case Scenario.

John Sturtz

Zoom Service

Putting his life on the whine: To that "zoomie" who responded so angrily last week to Julie Jargon's July 17 "Honor Rolled," a story he (or she -- the name was withheld from the letter) felt depicted him (or her) in a negative light with respect to the sexual-assault scandal at his (or her) beloved Air Force Academy:

My daddy always told me that if you aren't part of the solution, then you are part of the problem. Since the 99.9 percent of the student population that you feel you represent and refer to was a co-contributor to creating an environment in which victims did not feel comfortable coming forward, well, I'd say you were, indeed, clearly part of the problem.

Also, I see you were too spineless to reveal your identity, which makes me wonder if you have what it takes to properly serve on my behalf. Kind of like those cowardly politicians who all bailed out of the Capitol during the anthrax attacks, rather than stand up and show leadership. Our Founding Fathers, many of whom lost entire families, houses and personal fortunes during the Revolutionary War, must be so proud of what our leadership (ahem) has become.

I thought that inscription in the hallowed halls of honor used to say "Bring Me Men," not "Bring Me Cowardly Whiners." As you make your way through your career, remember everything about you that I helped pay for: your plane, your fuel, your uniform, your housing, your food and those 2000-pound laser-guided missiles you so bravely drop onto machine gun-equipped Toyota pickup trucks from 10,000 feet as you blaze by at 500 mph.

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