Last summer, I became a little obsessed with the history of the town that I live in (Broomfield, Colorado). As a child, I came to Broomfield often and stayed with my Grandma Shigley. While at Grandma’s, we would bake, sew, play cards, play dice, go to McDonalds and play BINGO with the seniors. My Grandma was such an inspiration to me and I give her a lot of the credit for my interest in fashion as I sat alongside her while she was designing, crocheting, and sewing clothes for a doll that we made that was my “mini me.”
On my journey to learn more about the history of Broomfield, I meandered into the Broomfield Museum Depot, the old train station built in the early 1900’s when Broomfield had only 175 people in it. It has since been moved, literally, picked up and moved completely in tact to it’s new location just a mile from where it sat next to the tracks.
I fell in love with the journey that this once little town has gone through, a journey growing up that I have gone through as I became a young woman with the influence of my Grandma.
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