My best excuse for visiting Colorado is my brother who now lives here.We have a very rare bond. When we moved to the US he was 7 yrs old and I was 17 yrs old. We had to share a room with bunk beds; I decorated half the room with butterflies and he had his precious toy collection by the window. Somehow it worked. We shared everything, the confusion, the fear, the first time in school, the urge to get through it all as immigrants. I would pick him up …