The Americanization of the Cuban Doctor
it was a cold night, as expected in these parts in january 2009. My host insisted that i come and watch them skin a doe .. i resisted but they insisted.. i was overcome with the friendliness and congeniality of these friends who are all farmers and how down to earth these people are.. they offered me instant snacks made of fresh deer meat and if i wanted they would have loaded me up with oodles of deer flesh. it looked very lean and without much fat in it..
the night was cold but we were sitting inside a shed, with noone or house for a big radius.. quiet quie outside..
home of yanktonoid sioux
"Friendly people of South Dakota"
I find that they have a childlike innocence and an openness which reminds you of other times and other countries. I have enjoyed their welcome, their respect and their hospitality on this visit. The night was cold with its frigid
-6F degrees temperature but the day was a meditarranean 60F warm...
this on 8th december 2006
"Rural South Dakota"
In the windswept southern corner of the State of South Dakota lie the town of Wagner, a town in the reservation of the Yankton SIoux Indians. There is a Casino, A dam nearby and the Missouri River is not far off. Very little of interest to the tourist but culturally an experience to talk to the white people who live here, whose mindset has not changed in the hundred years they have lived here. sullen and narrow minded but generous and welcoming: a strange combination inddeed.
The day I arrived there 12 inches of snow fell and the temperature was minus 22 degrees!