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The Way It Really Was

By Virginia McConnell Simmons

Colorado Territory had screeching, squealing, banging, bumping Spanish carretas that came with early settlers, long before the rattling covered wagons, clattering stage coaches, tooting trains, rumbling trucks and thumping boom boxes in low-riders. A handmade, wooden carreta had two wooden wheels with no grease to muffle the unearthly racket it created along dusty, pot-holed roads and lanes. Although thick adobe walls could somewhat muffle the sound made by one of these carts as it passed homes or entered village streets, who wanted to miss the excitement when one announced itself with a crop of hay, bags of wool, dry goods, or visitors?