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the New West was burying the Old.
As we drove through neighborhoods like Broadmoor Oaks and Broadmoor Bluffs, amid the foothills of Cheyenne Mountain, Hank pointed
out that all these big new houses on small lots sat on land that every few generations burned. The houses were surrounded by lovely pale
brown grasses, tumbleweed, and scrub oak — ideal kindling. As in southern California, these hillsides could erupt in flames with the slightest
spark, a cigarette tossed from a car window. The homes looked solid and prosperous, gave no hint of their vulnerability, and had wonderful
Hank’s ranch was about twenty miles south of town. As we headed there, the landscape opened up and began to show glimpses of the true
West — the wide-open countryside that draws its beauty from the absence of people, attracts people, and then slowly loses its appeal.
Through leadership positions in a variety of local and statewide groups, Hank was trying to bridge the gap between ranchers and
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This note was uploaded on 02/25/2014 for the course MGMT 120 taught by Professor Litt during the Spring '08 term at UCLA.
- Spring '08