May 26, 2007
CRAZY HORSE MEMORIAL Custer S.D. is Where We Are At Saturday, Finally we got our computer back from the puter hospital. It was in ICU for a couple of weeks but seems to be doing quite well, again. The heart of the problem was the hard drive which is much like our own hearts. Also like us humans it had a slight stroke and so had a memory loss, a complete memory loss. The memory loss included about 100 pictures and untold pages of writing that I had failed to save on a disc. I usually have 2 or 3 things I’m writing about all going on at the same time, so like my puter, I do not know where I was at in my writing. Bear with me as some of what I say might be a repeat. When I get back online I can do some checking in a couple of unpublished and published blogs and see what I had written down. We arrived in Custer, SD on April 25 and set up in the Heritage Village Campground which is owned by the people of the Crazy Horse Memorial. The campground has adequate power, water and sewer facilities and beautiful restrooms and showers. Also a nice laundry is available for us. We have a nice view of Crazy Horse from our trailer. It is a huge undertaking and has been on going for more than 40 years. The Lakota Indians contacted Korczak Ziolkowski, a noted artist, about finding a place suitable for their idea.
When finished, it will show Crazy Horse sitting on his horse looking east and pointing out and answering the white man’s question “Where are your lands? He said “My Lands Are Where My People Died”. Crazy Horse was one of the leaders at the Battle of the Little Bighorn. An interesting biography of him by Marie Sandoz makes good reading and gives a good insight into the thinking of Crazy Horse. Here are some statistics on the sculpture. Crazy Horse’s arm will be 263ft long. The horse’s head, carved in the round is 219ft (22 stories) high. It is 200 ft around from ear to ear. The ears themselves are 51ft long. The eyes are each 20ft across. The nostrils are 25ft across. And the mane is 62ft. Crazy Horse’s face is 87½ ft high and the length is 64ft. The total height is 563ft high & 642ft long. It is a huge undertaking and is being done without the Fed Govt’s help. If you have a computer, look it up under crazyhorsememorial.org.
Sally likes her job and seems to be doing quite will with it. She did find out that she is unable to work in the office and has now, I think, accepted that fact. She has been cleaning the restrooms, laundry and cabins. At this time she spends about 2 to 4 hours a day at that. The walk from the trailer to the office is up hill (terraced) and at 5000 foot of elevation, she runs out of breathe now and then but, she does the trip a few times each day so she has improved considerably.
My job is maintenance and working in the office. Maintenance, I like, the office I’m trying to like it. It is an archaic paper mess with triple checks on everything. With my loss of hearing I have a hell of a time trying to talk to people on the phone while others are talking the office. I work in there anywhere from a few minutes to several hours at a time and one of the first things I do is unplug the pop cooler. It sounds like a Piper Cub airplane with no oil in the motor when it runs. I told the boss that one day and he just laughed.
I have tightened up every nut & bolt on every picnic table in the campground and finally got them all out on the sites. While loading them by myself one day, about 2 weeks ago, as I bent over to slide a heavy one into the back of the pickup I tore some of the muscles loose in my arm. When it snapped I thought I’d broken a bone as it was an excruciating pain the length of my right arm. When it happened I was in a half bent and squatting position and I jerked, jumped, winced, cried out and twisted my left knee at the same time. So I am amongst the handicapped as I limp around here with a bad knee and bad arm. The arm is a solid bruise from 3 inches above the wrist to 4 inches above the elbow. My right bicep is now a thing of the past and of course, when I hobble around the campground other places in body start hurting as I misuse the muscles. I am unable to lie down (I liked that) and so I sleep in the recliner. The only lawn mower we have is a push mower and I’m only doing an hour or two a day of mowing, which is called job security.
I have most of the major things done now other than staining all of the picnic tables. I’ll spray them someday when it is not raining and the wind is not blowing.
We have driven into Custer State Park a couple of times and it is one of the most amazing places we’ve ever been, starting with the scenery you would not believe. A herd of 1500 buffalo, numerous antelope, thousands of Prairie Dogs, Mountain goats, gobs of wild turkeys, Big Horn Sheep, a few Mountain Lions, untold amounts of Mule and Whitetail deer and about 30 wild burros. If you have ever been around a burro, you know they thrive on attention so they are quite the beggars when you can find them. We haven’t been able to find them but others have and come back with lots of funny stories about them We found them! The weather is typical high altitude weather. It can be sunny one minute and then a cloud pops over a mountain and you can get quite wet in a hurry. When the storm fronts come through, they come with a vengeance and a roar you would not believe. Winds of 40 MPH are quite common I guess and it seems to happen with quite regularity. Our trailer rocks a little bit but not bad as we’re set up with a terraced hill on the windward side. The