DENVER — “So, who’s Kory?”
Lee Stevens, 70, stood in the doorway of a room in St. Anthony’s Hospital, leaning heavily on a cane, his upper body wrapped in a brace and his left forearm in a cast. He quickly scanned the room for his answer before his eyes settled on a man in a neon orange shirt. Kory McMahon walked over to him and they embraced. Stevens closed his eyes.
The initial time they met was a very different picture.
Denver7 When they first came face to face about three weeks prior, Stevens was partly hanging out of his pickup truck, which had just careened down a massive embankment off Interstate 70, and McMahon, having put on all the winter gear in his tow truck and scrambled down the embankment, was desperate to help.
It was just a few days after the start of the new year — Jan. 5 — and Stevens was homebound for Erie, climbing up I-70 from Silverthorne toward the Eisenhower Tunnel. For the past 21 months, he had commuted every Monday morning to the Twin Lakes area for a management job. And every Friday night, he drove back in his 1991 Ford F-250. He estimated that within the past two years, he drove the route 80 times.