Rosebud Indian Reservation

As a home, it was a triumph.

Two years before, when the Rosebud Indian Reservation was thrown open for settlement, Uncle Jim had gone out to file on the land.

He had not been one of the fortunates who drew claims, but he came back in love with the country and enthusiastic about its future.

"I don't believe I'd ever be lonely for salt water out there," he confided to Becky.

As a home, it was a triumph.

Two years before, when the Rosebud Indian Reservation was thrown open for settlement, Uncle Jim had gone out to file on the land.

He had not been one of the fortunates who drew claims, but he came back in love with the country and enthusiastic about its future.

"I don't believe I'd ever be lonely for salt water out there," he confided to Becky.

And so I, you know, started to spend some time there and started to explore it in my own way and, and befriend it, although I still find it.

I like a lot of this novel resonates for me with Rosebud Indian Reservations in western South Dakota and I still find it a very eerie place that really feels very ghost like in some ways or haunted.

And so that also becomes a part of the novel just

because I

And so it's just like the nature of the beast.

And even in a microcosm way, when we lived on the Rosebud Reservation in South Dakota, I saw the same exact thing.

The, there was a, a small group of people that were involved in tribal council that were there for the people.

Most of them were there for themselves, and that was an enlightening moment for me on how the federal government operates, and even a state government, and that's why that whole discussion about term limits comes into play, because y- you eliminate them no matter what.

Growing up in the

Rosebud Reservation in South Dakota,

it's pretty awesome to see where you've come today and to see where we are at today.

So happy to have you back in the field.

As a home, it was a triumph.

Two years before, when the Rosebud Indian Reservation was thrown open for settlement, Uncle Jim had gone out to file on the land.

He had not been one of the fortunates who drew claims, but he came back in love with the country and enthusiastic about its future.

"I don't believe I'd ever be lonely for salt water out there," he confided to Becky.

Oh, that's a great segue into the reservation story I was actually going to tell you.

We interviewed a man by the name of Greg Greycloud on South Dakota's Rosebud Reservation.

We live up here in Spearfish, like you said, about 11 miles from Sturgis.

In South Dakota, we have major reservation lands.

One of the closest is the Rosebud Reservation.

And Greg Cloud, he has an organization called Weecha Ugly, and he's bringing in men who've been court-remanded to him following domestic violence convictions on the reservation, and he's reconnecting them with, I guess you'd say, a culturally appropriate vision of love by pairing them with abused horses.

And when we asked Greg, you know, we were talking about language.

As a home, it was a triumph.

Two years before, when the Rosebud Indian Reservation was thrown open for settlement, Uncle Jim had gone out to file on the land.

He had not been one of the fortunates who drew claims, but he came back in love with the country and enthusiastic about its future.

"I don't believe I'd ever be lonely for salt water out there," he confided to Becky.