Wikimedia Commons

If you can take I-90, west, most people think you’d be downright crazy taking Highway 18, a meandering two-lane-r that slows through small towns you’d never otherwise notice. Highway 18 barely deserves the word highway.

But if you’re crazy enough to wander and you have the time, you could do worse than score a big sky sunset some late afternoon over Hwy. 18. It’ll take you through endless reservation lands, two of them—the Rosebud and Pine Ridge—side by side in the lower echelon of west river South Dakota counties.

Ames Historical Society

It’s the summer of 1971, on Highway 34, southwest Iowa. Some big digger, a lumbering monster doing the dirt work for road construction--maybe they were going to widen the highway—chewed up ground as such monsters do so well. But it stopped, politely, at the graves of 28 people it found in the way.

You can’t just go charging through. Some kind of recovery had to be done.

One of the men running the show, a man named John Pearson, came home that night after work with the news.

Bad Village

Jun 29, 2017
Smithsonian Institute

Her father doesn’t ask her consent, but promises his greatly-admired daughter to the old warrior anyway, despite her silent protest. Many years separate the girl from the man she is bound to marry, and secretly—her parents know nothing of it—she had promised herself already to a young warrior from the village.

All of that is the first act of this somehow familiar drama. What it clearly suggests is an ancient human conflict: love versus community, tradition, and family. This version belongs to Omaha lore.

The Midnight Ballers

Jul 12, 2016
Hank Zimmerman

Up to seven nights a week at a local gym in Sioux City, you can find a basketball group calling themselves The Midnight Ballers. Players from different cites, states, and even countries unite through their love of the game.

Ode: Ally Karsyn

Apr 27, 2016
Ally Karsyn

Less stuff, more life

Whenever I start to feel stuck, I change the one thing I can, and I begin redecorating with all the fervor of Martha Stewart on the day she discovered Pinterest. My arbitrary impulse serves as a welcome distraction.

But while I’m flitting from room to room, I’m faced with things that were purchased under the assumption that they’d be placed in a lovely downtown loft apartment, not a lonely suburban home that has a lawn to mow and bushes to trim and porches to paint.

WITCC's Institute for Lifelong Learning

The issuing of Western Iowa Tech's Institute for Lifelong Learning catalog is a clarion call to Siouxlander's interested in culture, travel, and friendship. The fall 2015 catalog, which has just landed on tabletops and in mailboxes, continues to sing. There are opportunities to attend operas, learn guitar, read contemporary novels, explore the life of Helen Keller, consider the presidency of Andrew Jackson, demystify quilts, etc.