The Black Hills Pioneer from Spearfish, South Dakota on August 20, 2019 · 6
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The Black Hills Pioneer from Spearfish, South Dakota · 6

Spearfish, South Dakota
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Tuesday, August 20, 2019
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Pg 6 Tuesday, August 20, 2019 Opinion 315 Seaton Circle, Spearfish, SD 57783 Phone 605-642-2761 Fax 605-642-9060 E-mail: PUBLISHER, Letitia Lister MANAGING EDITOR, Mark Watson AD MANAGER , Sona O’Connell PRODUCTION MANAGER, Scott Lister CIRCULATION DIRECTOR, Scott Trimble NEWS: 315 Seaton Circle, PO Box 7, Spearfish, SD 57783 605-642-2761 605-584-2303 Fax 605-642-9060 Office Hours: 7:30 a.m. to 5:30 p.m. Monday-Friday Closed Saturday, Sunday & national holidays SUBSCRIPTIONS: Rates as low as $10 a month Call for rates in your area Mail rates - Quarterly - $40.50 The Black Hills Pioneer is the official newspaper of Central City, Deadwood, Lead, Lead-Deadwood School District, Lead-Deadwood Sanitary District, Spearfish, Spearfish School District, Lawrence County, St. Onge, Whitewood, Belle Fourche, Belle Fourche School District, Belle Fourche Irrigation District, Sturgis, Meade County, Meade School District, Piedmont, Newell, Newell School District, Vale Township, Nisland Township, Butte County and the legal newspaper for publication of notices. COPYRIGHT 2019, Black Hills Pioneer. All rights reserved. Nothing may be reprinted, photocopied, or in any way reproduced from this publication, in whole or in part, without written permission from the publisher. 143 YEARS Since 1876 Well, here it is. It came way too fast. When we started out all those years ago, it seemed like it would take forever to reach this point. But it didn’t. We reached this point in the blink of an eye. My husband and I intentionally waited until our 30s. We wanted to have a chance to explore the world ourselves, have time to do the things we wanted to do, before we were responsible for another human. We felt we would be more established, struggle less financially, have more patience. Little did we know the greatest gift we would ever be blessed with was the gift of parenthood. As our delivery nurse (and now friend) Carol McInerney remarked to us during my moment of self-doubt before we took our son home from the hospital, “All you have to do is feed them, change them, and love them. Everything else will work out.” We used those words often during the baby phase. A few short years later, our daughter was born and our family was complete. We had much more confidence in our abilities, and in the fact that every challenge is temporary. There’s nothing like the instant, deeply moving, unconditional love a parent feels for this new life placed in their hands. You are thrilled, anxious and even feel undeserving of such a special gift from above. And now 20+ years later, I am having some of those same feelings again. Our eldest, our son, took it easy on us and stayed close to home. He will be a junior in secondary education at BHSU this fall. But our daughter is launching farther out there and will be two states away as she goes off to college to start her journey to further her education. We are thrilled at the prospect of her having a career in medicine. We are also anxious that she will be an 11-hour drive away from home and that we’ll no longer be able to be there at a moment’s notice to help her if needed. At times we feel underserving of this child, as in what exactly did we manage to do right that gave her the confidence to go so far from home, be determined about her abilities, and have her plan laid out for how she expects to make a positive difference in this world? My heart is soaring and heavy all at the same time. How will my day be complete without my daily hugs from her? Without hearing her talk about her day at school? Seeing the distinct pile of shoes from her friends at our kitchen door? Hearing nearly simultaneous screaming and laughter coming from our basement as she and her group of friends watch a scary movie? And now the silly things creep in. Will she get enough sleep? Will she eat properly? Will she go to church? Have we taught her enough about being cautious and careful, without making her paranoid? My husband has joked that he can live in a tent by our daughter’s dorm for the first few weeks, just in case she needs him. I don’t think it’s a totally bad idea; our daughter does. It is going to be hard. But parents survive this stage, too. I know we are not the first, nor will we be the last to say goodbye to our kids as we send them off into the world. This has been our goal all along: To raise happy, healthy, independent adults. And if we’ve done it correctly, they will know how to handle life’s ups and downs and be stronger people for it. As one of our good friends remarked when we both had our first babies, “The owner’s manual sucks.” I’m not convinced the owner’s manual is any better at this young adult stage, either. It will indeed be a difficult day for my husband and me when we drive away from our daughter’s campus. We know we can’t always be there for either of our kids, but if we’ve done our job right, our words and deeds will remain as a guide with them forever. Have we done our job? Letti Lister Publisher Harry Truman was a media hero, for a few weeks anyway. No, not that Harry S. Truman, the 33rd president of the United States, a straight- talking, whiskey-drinking Democrat who dropped a pair of atomic bombs on Japan, defeated Tom Dewey in a stunning upset in 1948 and loved history, America and his wife Bess. I’m talking about Harry R. Truman, who died a horrific death when Mount St. Helens exploded on May 18, 1980. Like the other Harry, he loved a stiff drink and swore freely in front of reporters. But unlike the president, Harry R. Truman was a fool. Still, he was a media sensation, known nationally, often interviewed and admired by many. Well, until he died in just the fashion that scientists and experts predicted for weeks. America has long had a fascination with folk heroes who dismiss scientific facts, who ignore experts and scientists, who deny carefully researched data. It seems more prevalent today, with a president who ignores experts and stares at eclipses, rejects reports of climate change as icebergs collapse into the ocean, and refuses to accept environmental reports. Men in large pickups, both over-amped, slam their foot onto the gas pedal to pour more black smoke into the skies. Senators hold up snowballs to dismiss concerns about global warming. Ignorance is cheered and scholars mocked. Reality TV stars are celebrated and high-achievers are dismissed. Harry R. Trumans are all around us. The real Harry R. Truman owned the Mount St. Helens Lodge at the base of the volcanic mountain in Washington state. His wife Edna had died and he hadn’t maintained the lodge, which was overrun by his 16 pet cats and the raccoons that he had befriended. Harry, at 83, was winding down his life with regular glasses of Schenley whiskey and Coca-Cola, renting out cabins and boats in the summer, drinking heavily and talking with his pets. Then, Mount St. Helens roared back to life. A massive earthquake announced that the volcano was once again active. The state of Washington, relying on the guidance of seismologists and geologists, advised locals to evacuate. Most did — but Harry stayed out. He scoffed at the experts. Harry said he knew the mountain better than they did. Plus, there were thousands of trees and Spirit Lake between him and the volcano. He’d be fine, he told reporters. “Oh, I’d stay right here and watch it,” Harry said in an interview you can hear on YouTube. “No, it’s too far away from me. Couldn’t hurt me.” He found out differently at 8:32.17 a.m. Sunday, May 18, 1980, when the entire north side of the mountain gave way and the volcano caused the largest landslide ever recorded. Harry was dead in a flash — literally. Some scientists believe it was a painless death, since he may well have evaporated in the heat flash. He was one of an estimated 57 people to die in the explosion, including a local journalist assigned to covering the impending disaster, and a photographer who snapped The high price of ignorance Tom Lawrence IGNORANCE Pg 17

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