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Thursday, July 11, 2019

Two days' pilgrimage into American history

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St. Paul's, Marty, SD
Off and running this a.m., going to Sioux City to pick up fifty (count 'em--5-0) high school kids who've been working all week (and goofing off a bit, I'm sure) on "Prairie Serve," a church-related work group created and run by Dr. Jason Lief, who, all week long, has had those fifty kids doing odd jobs for the Lao-TaiDam church in Sioux City, as well as on the Winnebago Reservation in Nebraska. 

Yesterday it was terribly windy, the day before it was piping hot. I'm sure they didn't have the sweetest weather for their work, but they've been nose-to-the-grindstone for a while, and now, as usual, they get their days "off." We're not going to a theme park or a ball game or Mall of America. Instead, for several years already it's been taskmaster Jason's bright idea to take the kids out into South Dakota for some lectures in American (largely Native American) history. 

Like Lewis and Clark, we'll climb Spirit Mound, then head out to the Santee Reservation, visit a little tribal museum and the cemetery, then cross the Standing Bear Bridge back into South Dakota, follow the wide Missouri as it stepladders through the prairie/plains, visit Greenwood and its cemetery, then stop at St. Paul's Roman Catholic Church in Marty, at the heart of the Yankton Reservation.

Then it's on to the Rosebud, where we'll sleep at Lakeview Christian Reformed Church, which sits right there on the Reservation, visit St. Francis Mission on Friday morning, then head even farther out west to Pine Ridge, where we'll stop and experience Wounded Knee.

Then, the climax of it all, a stop at Wall Drug for supper. 

No, you can't go along. The seats are all taken.  

It's a long, long trip for bunch of high school kids from Canada and the States, but we've done it several times before with howling success. There ain't no way those kids would ever get to the places we bring 'em, and they know it.  Sometimes the immensity of the world we're going into actually shusshes 'em. I'm not making this up.

We're off. 

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Jim, I think it is so cool that you're doing this. I don't teach classes of 50. Uh, uh. No way. My union is strong enough to ensure that I get 28 at the most. And as for the summer, I'm hitting the golf links more than any other summer in years. So good on you for doing this. I may know some of the Canadian teens you'e driving around. Dirk