{"id":8287,"date":"2016-10-26T18:36:16","date_gmt":"2016-10-27T00:36:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.chasclifton.com\/?p=8287"},"modified":"2016-11-06T12:56:51","modified_gmt":"2016-11-06T19:56:51","slug":"not-dead-and-the-house-is-still-standing","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.chasclifton.com\/?p=8287","title":{"rendered":"Not Dead and the House Is Still Standing"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"attachment_8288\" style=\"width: 217px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-8288\" class=\"wp-image-8288\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blog.chasclifton.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/william-f.-schmalsle.jpg?resize=207%2C277&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"william-f-schmalsle\" width=\"207\" height=\"277\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blog.chasclifton.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/william-f.-schmalsle.jpg?w=240&amp;ssl=1 240w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blog.chasclifton.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/william-f.-schmalsle.jpg?resize=112%2C150&amp;ssl=1 112w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blog.chasclifton.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/william-f.-schmalsle.jpg?resize=224%2C300&amp;ssl=1 224w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 207px) 100vw, 207px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-8288\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Great-great-uncle Fred,<br \/> a dapper Old West sportin&#8217; gent.<\/p><\/div>\n<p>Sorry about the lack of content. Everything went topsy-turvy on the 17th and is just now returning to normal, or to a &#8220;new normal.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I left home on the 11th for a trip to eastern North Dakota to go <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Sharp-tailed_grouse\">grouse hunting<\/a> with an old friend who himself was facing heart surgery on the 24th. It&#8217;s a thousand-mile drive each way, but I have done it for seven of the last eight years. Lots of restful prairie driving (perfect for audiobooks!), and I can chose a route where the biggest city I go through is <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Pierre,_South_Dakota\">Pierre, South Dakota<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>This year I tacked on a day and drove via <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Miles_City,_Montana\">Miles City, Montana<\/a>, a place that I had never visited but where a number of my paternal grandmother&#8217;s relatives lived\u2014her uncles and brothers.<\/p>\n<p>I wanted to see sites associated with my great-great-uncle, whose r\u00e9sum\u00e9 in the 1870s and 1880s apparently included civilian Army scout, buffalo hunter, saloon-keeper, occasional deputy sheriff, and landlord <em>of<\/em> and probably silent partner <em>in<\/em> a couple of\u00a0 &#8220;boarding houses&#8221; for young ladies. My cousins and I are trying to sort it out. (He ended up peacefully retired in Pasadena and left my grandmother a nice inheritance from the money he made &#8220;in real estate.&#8221;) There is a street named after him, a minor street in a residential area.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_8293\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-8293\" class=\"wp-image-8293 size-medium\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blog.chasclifton.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/ND-badlands.jpg?resize=300%2C142&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"nd-badlands\" width=\"300\" height=\"142\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blog.chasclifton.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/ND-badlands.jpg?resize=300%2C142&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blog.chasclifton.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/ND-badlands.jpg?resize=150%2C71&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blog.chasclifton.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/ND-badlands.jpg?resize=768%2C364&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blog.chasclifton.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/ND-badlands.jpg?w=1008&amp;ssl=1 1008w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-8293\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Entering North Dakota from Montana on I-94.<\/p><\/div>\n<p>I bought <a href=\"http:\/\/www.montanawhiskey.com\/whiskey\/products\/straight-rye-whiskey\/\">a bottle of Montana whiskey t<\/a>o toast Uncle Fred.\u00a0 Another day&#8217;s drive east brought me to a little town dominated by grain elevators, where my old friend G. fetched up about 14 years ago.<\/p>\n<p>We had a couple of days together; then on Monday the 17th my phone woke me with an emergency call. My little rural fire department was being called (at 6:30 a.m.) to assist with a &#8220;100-acre grass fire.&#8221; The location was roughly west from my house, conditions were dry, and a strong west wind was blowing, I knew. My guts turned to water.<\/p>\n<p>More calls followed. The fire was blowing up: 9,000 acres. 10,000 acres.((4046 ha)). I could not reach M. at first, but eventually she called (after I was already packed and on the road south) to say she was preparing to leave for a motel in a nearby town as soon as the sheriff&#8217;s deputies said she had to go <em>right now<\/em>. I did not try to reach anyone on the fire department, just texted the chief and told him that I was two days away but on the move. I told M. to pack my wildland fire gear: &#8220;Just grab everything <em>yellow<\/em>.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><strong>What do you do magically in such a case?<\/strong> Something sprang spontaneously to my mind as I drove \u2014 a giant Smokey Bear, skycraper-size, standing with shovel at the ready at a key road junction.<\/p>\n<p>That sounds sort of comic book-ish, but it works for me. When I learned something about ceremonial magic in my twenties, I realized that my first (and to that time, only) experience of &#8220;assuming the god form&#8221; was as a 9- or 10-year-old\u00a0 wearing the Smokey Bear costume on the Forest Service float during parades in Rapid City, SD.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/smokeybear.com\/en\/smokeys-history\/about-the-campaign\">Smokey was created by a commercial artists<\/a>, but what the heck, he is a demi-god by now. At least to me.<\/p>\n<p>Magical work should be reinforced by material-plane work. The worst of the fire was over by the time I got home, but I still put in a day and a half on an engine crew, plus another day doing engine maintenance etc. at the fire house<\/p>\n<p>The station also functioned as a disaster-assistance center, with various agencies setting up help centers there. In such cases, you are always overwhelmed with donated food. So I took a platter of two-day-old barbequed pork up to the wildlife rehabilitation center that <a href=\"http:\/\/www.southernrockiesnatureblog.com\/2016\/07\/escape-from-stalag-dachs-17.html\">I frequently mention on the other blog. <\/a><\/p>\n<p>They have a couple of bear cubs that they are fattening ahead of an early-winter release. The BBQ was a welcome high-calorie treat.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Thank you!&#8221; said the woman who runs it.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Not me,&#8221; I said. &#8220;Thank Smokey.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sorry about the lack of content. Everything went topsy-turvy on the 17th and is just now returning to normal, or to a &#8220;new normal.&#8221; I left home on the 11th for a trip to eastern North Dakota to go grouse hunting with an old friend who himself was facing heart surgery on the 24th. 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Leaving Spearfish, South Dakota, on October 17th\u00a0en route to eastern North Dakota, I decided to skip the Green Bean coffeehouse, as much as I like it, and fueled up on motel-room coffee and a leftover partial\u2026","rel":"","context":"In \"ancestors\"","block_context":{"text":"ancestors","link":"https:\/\/blog.chasclifton.com\/?tag=ancestors"},"img":{"alt_text":"The heart of western South Dakota","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blog.chasclifton.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/US-212-1_5543-300x225.jpg?resize=350%2C200&ssl=1","width":350,"height":200},"classes":[]},{"id":919,"url":"https:\/\/blog.chasclifton.com\/?p=919","url_meta":{"origin":8287,"position":3},"title":"And the Corn Palace Too","author":"Chas S. 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