I had no shoes and complained, until I met a man who had no feet
Native American Proverb
When you think of the Great Plains of the United States your mind conjures up images of a vast flat sea of grass. This is true for many parts of the Great Plains, but there is this spot in Southeast Montana that does not fit the picture.
The geography of Montana shows its character like the face of an old withered man. The winter's are harsh, the summers hot, even the animals that live there must fight for survival. My first experience with Montana came when I arrived there in April, many moons ago. I did not go of my own volition. The military had sent me there...in fact when I received my orders for Montana, I thought I was being sent to Spain. An honest mistake. When I arrived it was cold. This was in stark contrast to that hot day on June 25th 1876.