Day 28
5/29/18
I guess you have all been wondering where have I been. Well that cold took hold of me and for two days I slept while Sue took care of the chores. Hot tea was nice as was all the TLC that came my way. Finally awakened this morning with a somewhat normal voice and energy to go. The reason we headed over this way was to see Custer's Battlefield. Wow. A large valley surrounded by hills where thousands of native american's camped with their families. The battle raged for two days and finally Custer's band of 300 soldiers was annihilated by three thousand enraged Native Americans. There are tombstones scattered all over with names of soldiers who died in battle. They were scalped and mutilated and their clothes were taken. There is a long road that at each significant part of the battle is described. Although Custer was a General and had graduated from West Point, he was third from the bottom of his class.
While Sue and I drove the one hour to the battlefield which is in the middle of nowhere we stopped to dine at a McDonalds. Sharing our outside table were five Native Americans who could not have been more pleasant lunch company. Where were we from, where had we been etc. They then proceeded to try and teach us some words in Crow. One even sang a song to us in his native language, wishing us a pleasant visit.
This monument lists 220 soldiers who are buried beneath the monument. Quite a visit.
5/29/18
I guess you have all been wondering where have I been. Well that cold took hold of me and for two days I slept while Sue took care of the chores. Hot tea was nice as was all the TLC that came my way. Finally awakened this morning with a somewhat normal voice and energy to go. The reason we headed over this way was to see Custer's Battlefield. Wow. A large valley surrounded by hills where thousands of native american's camped with their families. The battle raged for two days and finally Custer's band of 300 soldiers was annihilated by three thousand enraged Native Americans. There are tombstones scattered all over with names of soldiers who died in battle. They were scalped and mutilated and their clothes were taken. There is a long road that at each significant part of the battle is described. Although Custer was a General and had graduated from West Point, he was third from the bottom of his class.
While Sue and I drove the one hour to the battlefield which is in the middle of nowhere we stopped to dine at a McDonalds. Sharing our outside table were five Native Americans who could not have been more pleasant lunch company. Where were we from, where had we been etc. They then proceeded to try and teach us some words in Crow. One even sang a song to us in his native language, wishing us a pleasant visit.
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