It was a cow town. Right on the eastern edge of the front range. It was where the great plains ended and the sight of the Rocky Mountains were in full view. If you woke up at the right time you would be able to see the sun rising against the range as it warmed up the snowy caps on top.
Greeley was not on the list to visit for many folks who came to the state but it was for me. There sat the University of Northern Colorado where I spent my college years. There’s reasoning why I went there but that will be for another time.