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An example of the treasures our reporter found in a local geochache.
Summer Guide, June 2: “Hunting For Treasure”
Hated it
Some of the most annoying people I’ve ever met in my life tried to get me into geocaching. I remember finding some loose weed and other useless junk in a pill bottle on the top of Grass Mountain that I was later told was a geocache. Geocaching is terrible and I hate it.
Marcos Alarid via Twitter
7 Days, June 9
Miss O’Keeffe
I was a little disappointed when I read in last week’s 7 Days about the expansion of the Georgia O’Keeffe Museum referred to as “dedicated to a white woman who once said New Mexico belonged to her.” My grandparents, Juan and Rosabel Archuleta, were neighbors and friends of Miss O’Keeffe, as she was respectfully called. As a kid they told me that when the residents of the tiny Village of Abiquiú were trying to raise money to build a new church she walked into the priest’s office one day and asked how much more money they needed. When he told her she walked back to her house, got her checkbook, wrote out a check for the full amount and handed it to him. She then casually returned home. A number of years later she did the same thing when they needed to build a new elementary school. Over the years Miss O’Keeffe was exceedingly kind and generous to the people of Abiquiú. Most of the people who worked for her—cooks, housekeepers, gardeners—were all local Hispanics. She treated them with kindness and respect. If she knew someone was in need financially she would quietly assist them and asked for nothing in return. In my book she will always be one classy woman. Thank you, Miss O’Keeffe.
Edward Archuleta Santa Fe
