Southwestern Nebraska is a country full of weather. In the winter it freezes, in the summer, fries. Its gulch-pocked plateaus are the scene of alternate blizzards, droughts, tornadoes, dust storms, cloudbursts. Every once in a while a Nebraskan loses his patience, goes outside to shake his fist at God. Last week there was cause aplenty for fist-shaking.
Torrents poured in the eastern slopes of the Rocky Mountains. Down went the flood waters of Cherry Creek to Denver. Down went swollen Fountain Creek at Colorado Springs, rolling eight feet deep in the residential section, drowning a man and woman on the...
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