Where the Buffalo Roam--or something like that

Tuesday, September 26
Somewhere in Oklahoma, along I-40
We stopped at a roadside “trading post” because we are ahead of schedule. We are supposed to be meeting my aunt and uncle for dinner and we stopping more often than usual to keep everyone occupied. I took the little girls on a little walk to see some buffalo that were in an enclosure. I felt sad to see such creatures penned up. It is hard to imagine the plains they used to roam. Of course, if I had a vote, I’d give the plains back to them, and they could deal with the infernal wind.