Cotton Flurries Near The Capitol

Cotton Flurries Near the Capitol

Late morning, I drove to the State Capitol in Pierre, South Dakota.  While motoring along, cotton flurries were swirling in the air, exactly like what I remembered as a child.  Alas, the breeze floated future cottonwood trees.  What a joy to see!

Settling back, I continued along Capitol Avenue, pulling up into the long circular drive to the Capitol, more childhood memories.   Back in the 50's my cousin worked for the State in the Criminal Investigation Department.  She offered a job to my 17 year old sister, who was freshly out of high school.  My sister didn't drive much so Mom and I would deliver her to work, and pick her up.  We would wait in the hot car in summer (no air conditioning in those days) and watch her slowly mosey out of the grand structure, her attention focused on her work and not on the two of us who were sweltering in the car.  Bless her precious heart.

When walking into a building that is the center of the State's business, there's something that deeply touches me, being right in the spot where elected officials make decisions, negotiate, and vote on legislation that will determine how people live.  What a huge responsibility.



I took the above photo in 2006, those below in 2009.



I stopped into the Governor's office and chatted with the receptionist, Ms. Mickelson, who warmly extended true South Dakota hospitality.  In the reception area this sculpture of Crazy Horse was displayed.  I regret not writing down the artist's name. 



Ms. Mickelson mentioned the Capitol had been renovated and brought back to its glory.  Indeed.









My brother was a State Senator for Charles Mix County, Yankton.  One of my goals for this trip was to go to the Senate chamber where he presided, and to take photographs.  Senator Carrol V. 'Red' Allen.



I envision my brother sitting on one of these benches outside the Senate Chamber working on legislation with colleagues.



Senate Chamber



View from the steps of the Capitol


Next, I'll post an article about Riggs High School, where I attended until my Junior year.  I was a graduate of Rapid City High School, but Riggs is where I feel connected, and where I celebrate with the graduating class of 1964 — my classmates from the 3rd grade on.  Thanks Class of '64!


  

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