I’ve written before about how much I like living in a small town, but let me tell you: I have never appreciated Laramie’s size as much as I did the night my son broke his arm. It took less than thirty minutes from when he broke his arm to when we were seen by a doctor at Grand Avenue Urgent Care. Then when they told us we’d need to go to the emergency department, it was only a two minute drive to move over there. And when your kid’s arm is shaped like an S and he’s in pain, you appreciate those minutes saved driving to get care.