When I think back to the last of the "Before" or "Normal" times my memories of early January are ironically filled with sickness. A double-barrel Flu was sweeping Denver. Co-workers hacked and coughed, sneezed, sniffled, and runny noses abound. And not just at work, the bus became a gauntlet as well. But it was "normal". No different than any other year.  I remember trying in vain not to get sick. Daily "Defense" lemonade/tea from Starbucks. One event standing out was the National Western Stock Show Parade. I ran down with a co-worker, and we missed the cows, but caught some