Grassy Butte for years. She told me that a
typical class for her was 25 pupils in grades 1 through 6. Can you imagine the preparation
time she must have put into her career! I had dinner at the Buckskin Bar and Grill –
a nutritious salad, ten chicken wings and two (decent – Killians) draft beers all for
$4.00. Is this a great state or what!
Seriously, its time for me to apologize to the
state of North Dakota. I’ve made fun of its "ruralness" for years without
ever having set foot in it. Most recently, when I was job hunting, I said things like
"I’d prefer the Carolinas or Arizona, but I’d consider relocating anywhere
but maybe the middle of North Dakota." I now find that the middle of North Dakota, as
well as the East and West is all pretty darn nice. Hazen, for example, in the middle, is a
town of about 2800 people. It has its own High School (an impressive one), a hospital, a
community center with swimming pool, a two-screen cinema, a motel, a number of stores,
restaurants and saloons, and a bunch of friendly people. I could live there.
I saw a coyote cross the road this morning a
couple of hundred yards in front of me. How do I know it was a coyote and not just a big
farm dog? First, this is coyote country. Second, it was a long way from any farm or ranch,
and any self-respecting dog is going to be back home protecting the premises. Third, he
was carrying a box that said "ACME Jet Propelled Roller Blades." Beep, beep.
(Great
Adventures to Scenic Places)
