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My husband and I arrived back home in Crested Butte on Thanksgiving night. Devoid of turkey, our bellies instead roiled with Cheetos and Hot Tamales – per the junk-food-consumption clause in the Distance Drivers’ Manifesto. A bit buzzy after the 15-hour drive from Texas, I picked up the hot-off-the-press issue of the Crested Butte Magazine (see it on this website or grab a copy around town) and found myself doubly thankful that I got to come home to a place like Crested Butte.