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Old Mose (1870–1904)

6/22/2014

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Grizzly Courtyard, on the campus of Adams State College, First St. and Stadium Ave., Alamosa

After the state “officially” eradicated Ursus horribilis in the 1950s, Colorado’s last known grizzly bear was killed in the San Juans in 1979—yet sightings persist. Whether they’re out there in the Juans or not, it’s hard to forget Old Mose, so named for his perpetual moseying about the mountains surrounding the San Luis Valley. Said to have killed three people and more than 800 head of cattle, Old Mose was a truly giant bear, even by grizzly standards, weighing in at more than 1,100 pounds. Bearing a distinctive pawprint thanks to two missing toes on one of his rear feet, Mose’s home base was Black Mountain, between Salida and Cañon City, where he was finally vanquished on April 30, 1904, after taking more than 100 bullets. Adopted as a de facto mascot for the Adams State Grizzlies, the college commemorated Old Mose’s thirty-year-run on Colorado’s most dreaded list in 2006 by dedicating a twelve-foot bronze statue in the aptly named Grizzly Courtyard.

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Yogi (1989-1998)

12/3/2012

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Yogi, 1989-1998

Aurora Police K-9 Cemetery at the Deborah Sue Corr Police Training Center, behind the Beck Recreation Center, 800 Telluride St., Aurora

Yogi is a legend in the missing-persons business, thanks to a truly super-canine sense of smell. With partner Officer Jerry Nichols, this bloodhound worked hundreds of cases for 70 different law enforcement agencies, winning numerous medals and awards and once tracking a missing child four days and 14 miles—and the case was an automobile abduction. Generally credited with having the best nose on any dog ever, Yogi worked tirelessly, stopping only sue to thirst or exhaustion, passing away a mere month after his last day on the job.  


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Burros: Prunes and Shorty

11/23/2012

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Front St. and Main St. (respectively), Fairplay

Fairplay’s two most famous graves are the final resting places for two very different burros: Prunes, a hardworking miner’s helper who lived more than 60 years, and Shorty, who was said to be lazier than Prunes, but beloved by Fairplayers nonetheless. What about the third most famous grave in town? That would be Bum, a dog who was Shorty’s best friend.

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Dennis Weaver (1924-2006)

11/21/2012

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Dennis Weaver Memorial Park, on the Uncompahgre River, north of Ridgway (from U.S. 550, head west at the yellow mailbox)

The actor best known as the TV cop on McCloud and the TV cowboy sidekick on Gunsmoke was perhaps more famous later in life for his environmentalism and humaitarian activities than his acting. Sunridge, his 10,000-square-foot former home outside of Ridgway, is the most celebrated earthship on the planet, made largely with recycled materials—tires, aluminum cans—in its energy-efficient design. Weaver spoke out against our “addiction to fossil fuels,” for industrial hemp, and started a number of successful nonprofits to boot.  

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John Henry “Doc” Holliday (1851-1887)

11/18/2012

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Old Hill Cemetery, accessible via trail , Glenwood Springs

After earning his D.D.S. from the Pennsylvania College of Dental Surgery, John Henry Holliday went into practice and promptly contracted tuberculosis. Doctors told him he would die within months, but might extend his life by heading to the drier climates out West. In 1873, he did just that, but his poor health forced him out of dentistry and into gambling, which he was quite good at. His new vocation required he hone his skill in gunfighting, which he also was quite good at. He hooked up with Wyatt Earp and Bat Masterson and later survived the infamous Gunfight at the O.K. Corral, gambling, drinking, and coughing his way through the Wild West for much longer than his doctors had predicted. In 1887, after narrowly escaping death by a bullet numerous times, Holliday’s frail health deteriorated further and he headed to Glenwood Springs to try a new miracle cure: sulfur vapors. They didn’t work, and “Doc” lapsed into a two-month coma before awakening, drinking a glass of whiskey, saying, “This is funny,” and dying.

Holliday was buried at an indeterminate place in the Old Hill Cemetery (or perhaps just near it), but after his legend grew, the city erected a proper memorial.


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Philip K. Dick (1928-1982)

11/16/2012

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Riverside Cemetery, 601 W. 8th Ave., Fort Morgan, Colorado

Outlived by his father, sci-fi icont Philip K. Dick was buried by him alongside his twin sister, Jane C. Dick. The prematurely born pair were separated in death by more than 50 years, as Jane lived only six weeks. Way before his time—hell, he's still before even our time—Dick wrote mind-bending sci-fi classics like Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? (Blade Runner on the silver screen) and The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch. Dick mixed drugs, politics, religion, and dysfunction in his pessimistic and surreal near-futures, at once baffling and completely plausible. His final resting place—in a place he never lived, next to a sister he never knew, but always felt—is somehow appropriate.

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Dean Reed (1938-1986)

11/15/2012

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Green Mountain Cemetery (near the back center of section K), 290 20th St., Boulder, Colorado, 303/444-5695

After his attempt at pop stardom fizzled in the U.S., musician and actor Dean Reed fostered a South American fan base, moved to Argentina, and became a leftist activist against his native country’s foreign policy. Argentina deported him in 1966, and he eventually landed in East Germany, where he emerged as the Soviet Union’s biggest musical sensation. Despite his outspoken opposition to U.S. policy—which attracted a lot of hate mail and death threats—Reed never renounced his U.S. citizenship and filed tax returns with the I.R.S. until his mysterious drowning in 1986, which some say was murder and others claim was suicide.

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Alfred (a.k.a. Alferd) Packer (1842-1907)

11/15/2012

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Littleton Cemetery, 6155 S. Prince St., Littleton, Colorado (Packer’s grave is under the tree near the second-most northern entrance.) 

Colorado’s favorite illiterate cannibal ate the other four members of his gold-rushing party from Provo, Utah. Whether he killed them or not—he claimed he only defended himself from the true killer, then ate the carnage to survive—went with him to his grave in Littleton Cemetery. After his original confession in 1874, Packer (known as both Alfred and Alferd because of his own illiteracy) spent nearly a decade on the lam before being apprehended living under an alias in Cheyenne, Wyoming. However, his second incarceration was again cut short. After a newspaper reporter convinced the governor to commute Packer’s 40-year sentence in 1901, he was paroled lived out his remaining days in the Denver foothills—understandably—as a vegetarian.


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