So tonight I decided to turn on PBS when I came across a special about the Ken Burns movie entitled The American Buffalo. I suppose I knew their story to some degree but, then I started to think about our family vacations out west to my grandparents in San Diego.
Every so often we would come across a buffalo, usually on the other side of a fence and I think it would be safe to say that I felt sad for those animals. I think I can also say I felt some sort of connection to them. Somewhere in this box of slides I have sitting here from my mom’s, I believe I have a picture of one. When I come across it again, I’ll post it. They’re simply beautiful animals.
Sincerely –
Green Librarian