I have been delivering food as an independent contractor, but living in Denver is way too expensive. So, my son and I are buying and renovating a wonderful old hotel in the tiny town of Grover on the Northeastern plains of Colorado. As it happens, there's a crotchety ghost by the name of Grover who set up his general store for ghosts in the old hotel. He tried to scare me off, but I ain't afraid of no ghosts. Renovating the Grover Hotel isn't going to be cheap. My son and I are both disabled, and we're going to need a lot of help. If you enjoy our adventures with Ghost Town Grover and want to pitch in, please buy us a coffee!