FUN COLORADO LORE by Pam North Colorado abounds in unusual, little-known stories of its earlier history, providing amusing insights into the state's past. For instance, there's the Great Denver Squirrel War. Although never formally named as such, there actually was an impromptu squirrel-shooting squad in the Denver police department. In 1843, a councilman decided that squirrels were a public nuisance, making too much noise and attacking birds' nests. He promoted his cause enthusiatically enough to get an ordinance passed for several districts that the police could be called to eliminate offending squirrels. The edict remained on the books for thirteen years until 1956, despite many prior attempts to persuade Mayor Ben Stapleton to veto the law. When mid-block traffic lights to control speed on one-way streets were established about that time, they immediately were dubbed "squirrel crossings." The idea for the famous Hershey Bar was born in Denver. In the 1880s Milton Hershey, an apprentice confectioner, accompanied his father on a journey from Pennsylvania to Denver. His father's hope was to cash in on the booming silver market, but his efforts were unsuccessful. Milton found employment with a Denver candy maker, and while working there he came to the realization that the addition of fresh milk greatly improved chocolate, bettering its flavor and texture. Upon returning to his home state, Milton began to mass-produce the new-recipe chocolate in the form of the Hershey Bar, making what previously had been an expensive luxury confection affordable to almost everyone. Milton became to chocolate what Henry Ford was to the automobile. Later extending even further the idea he had conceived in Denver, Hershey devised an especially long-lasting chocolate that became a part of combat "D-rations" during World War II. Standing up to tropical temperatures, it became a favorite of American servicemen and the refugee children with whom it was often shared. The term "house calls" took on a whole new meaning in 1882 in Twin Lakes, a tiny village near Mt. Elbert. A local physician, known simply as "Old Doc Rice," had a traveling office that seems to be unique in Colorado history. The good doctor had built a small house, complete with a little stove and a crooked stove pipe, on the framework of a sleigh. An opening in the front permitted him to drive his horse while he himself stayed warm and protected from the elements. An ample supply of wood was also cached therein to nourish the stove so that the little room was cozy and comfortable while he examined his patients. The bedtime rhyme of many years ago, "go to sleep and don't let the bed bugs bite," may have amusing connotations today, but bed bugs were a major nuisance in yesterday's Colorado cabins. The bed bug, a wingless bloodsucking insect, was a prolific reproducer during periods in which the cabins were unoccupied. Beds in ranchers' cow camps were thoroughly doused with kerosene in the autumn in an effort to keep them insect-free, but the irksome pests still managed to be evident en masse when the cowhands returned in the summer. Another method employed, placing all four legs of the bed in basins of kerosene, proved equally worthless, as the wily bugs simply migrated to the ceiling and then dropped down onto the bedding. One family, the Gears, homesteading near Mt. Elbert in the early 1900s, finally found a novel solution to the problem. Even the pitch-oozing walls of their log cabin had not stopped the bed bugs from establishing residence in their home, and although the Gears could temporarily eliminate the insects from the bedding with kerosene soaks, the bedsteads continued to harbor the critters. In desperation they kicked over some nearby anthills and placed the bedsteads over the displaced colonies. The ants finished the bed bug destruction by swarming over the bedsteads, carrying off the bed bugs and even the nits hidden in the crevices of the woodwork. Stories like these give substance to the fact that truth is often even more off-beat than fiction. Resources: I Never Knew That About Colorado, by Abbott Fay More That I Never Knew About Colorado, by Abbott Fay