My first visit occurred when I was a young fourteen-year-old. One night after my surprise birthday party, my daddy sat down with me in front of the flaming fireplace and casually said, "We're going to Denver." I felt an amazing rush go through my body as I jumped for joy and hit my head on the shelf lying above my conformable chair. My head started to bleed, but nobody noticed until blood started rushing down my happy face.

Then one cool morning my family packed up and headed to the beloved resort of Keystone. After a four-hour plane trip, which seemed like days, I saw for the first time the unique snowflakes. We arrived in the small, cozy house, which was built with thick reddish-brown brick to keep the hard to get heat inside to

I practiced skiing the mountains for a couple hours until the weak sun went down below the horizon. As I skied down the mountain, my ears, hands and toes became numb, I grew icicle below my nose; I was still enjoying myself. As the night grew older it became harder to see because my goggles where fogging and my legs were giving out. I raced my brother to the bottom of the mountain and as I planned, lost the race.

I walked outside into the back yard and took a deep breath, which was crystallized immediately. I sat down on the frozen curb and listened peacefully to the wind chimes blowing in the distance. The soft untouched snow covered the ground perfectly until suddenly my crazy brother tackled me into the blanket of snow. We started to snowball fight, but I quickly stopped when my brother hit my already frozen ear with a big hard snowball. If you have ever been hit on the ear when it's cold, you know that it fells as if you had been plucked a million times non-stop. The sun was drifting away and so were my sleepy eyes.

By the time we got back to the house we were all praying for a hot bath to defrost our cold bodies. Our ski clothes were literally frozen and hard as ice. The hot bath soothed my muscles and warmed me up. I put on my P.J.'s and fell a sleep in a warm blanket watching the wild fantasizing snow blizzard and listened to the wind sweep against the house.

When I walked into the Keystone resort, I could hear the kids playing in the snow, the huge ski boots crushing the ice and snow, and the ski lifts struggling to pull the tourists up the mountain. Many people of all

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