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Of Buffalo, Birthdays, Burned Trucks, and the SD Book Festival

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Mom on Buffalo Roundup. © Dean Wink

Mom on Buffalo Roundup. © Dean Wink

You just can’t make this stuff up.

Last we knew, it was almost time for the South Dakota Festival of Books and Mom and Dad were off to ride the Buffalo Roundup at Custer State Park on Dad’s 70th birthday. 

I made it to the Festival of Books and called Dad that morning for his birthday. He had loaded the horses and was headed to the Buffalo Roundup three hours away.

An hour later, Mom called. “Perfect timing,” I said. “I’m right in between workshops.” 

“Not really,” she said, calling from her own vehicle. “Your dad’s truck is on fire.” 

Fire?

“Fire. That’s all I know. I was on the phone with him and he said, ‘Whoa, there’s flames,’ and we lost our connection. I left early to drop Ginny (her dog) off with Kelly. The wild thing is, I had a premonition that we needed to take two vehicles. It didn’t make any sense at the time.” 

Dad's Truck. ©Sturgis Volunteer Fire Dept.

Dad’s Truck. ©Sturgis Volunteer Fire Dept.

“I was stopped for road construction,” Dad told me later, “and all of a sudden in the rear-view mirror, I saw flames flying out of the side of the wheels. Then, flames were flying up through the dashboard. I jumped out and unhooked the trailer and a road grader pushed it back away from the truck.” 

Dad and the shell of his truck. ©Sturgis Volunteer Fire Dept.

Dad and the shell of his truck. ©Sturgis Volunteer Fire Dept.

With the horses safe and the pickup a smoking husk, a friend offered Dad a pickup to make it to the roundup yet. Dad hooked up the trailer to the loaned pickup, and he and Mom headed to the roundup. When they reached town 80 miles away, Dad found the one of the wheels had come off the trailer. “Usually, you know when you’ve lost a tire, because they’ll roll by and pass you on the road,” he mused.  

At this point, Mom is thinking perhaps God is trying to tell them something about riding in the roundup. “These are not subtle signs!” 

Onward. The next day I received a text from Dad. “We’re off.” I texted back, “Enjoy! Be careful.” As I listened to workshops and wrote through the morning, I kept checking my phone for the next text, which I finally received—a photo of Mom and the word, “Done.” I exhaled deeply for the first time that day.

Mom on Buffalo Roundup. © Dean Wink

Mom on Buffalo Roundup. © Dean Wink

Friend and photographer/writer, Sherry Bunting, captured this image of Mom and Dad.

Dean and Joan Wink ©Sherry Bunting

Dean and Joan Wink ©Sherry Bunting

At an event that evening, the speaker introduced the birthday boy, still in his riding gear, to the 300 people in attendance. I told Dad, “I think it’s only right that the state of South Dakota throw a birthday party for what will now be known as Dean Wink’s Smokin’ 70th!”

SD Festival Friends dinner out.

SD Festival Friends-Kyle Schaefer, Malcolm Brooks, Gwen Westerman, Ashley Wolff, Rachael Hanel, me.

In Sioux Falls, SD, across the state from the flames and buffalo, the South Dakota Festival of Books whirled into full swing. The panels and presentations were marvelous. I immersed myself in listening and learning from others.

Rachael Hanel (We’ll be the Last Ones to Let You Down: Memoir of a Gravedigger’s Daughter) spoke on the craft of memoir and through evocative photos guided us to memories long-hidden and rich with potential for writing. Gwen Westerman (MniSota Makoce: The Land of the Dakota) on the history of the Dakota,”I dreamt about it, as if all these stories were in one voice. It is our Genesis, little ‘g’ and big ‘G.'”

Malcolm Brooks (Painted Horses), whose book I now read, “The sun pools like a molten ingot and then drips progressively away, its color changing as it descends and changing in turn the hue of the sky around it.” Ashley Wolff (Miss Bindergarten Goes to Kindergarten) led us through how life and family infuse her art and writing. Jon Lauck (The Lost Region) gave voice to the revival of Midwestern history to highlight why the Midwest matters. 

I spoke on “Writing the Land” and “Meadowlark: In Word and Image,” so grateful to share the journey of both with those who attended. 

"When we write the land, we write ourselves." © Denise Blomberg

“When we write the land, we write ourselves.” © Denise Blomberg

Two of the greatest blessings of my time in Sioux Falls were the time spent with my Aunt Elaine (Dad’s sister) and Uncle Ray, who drove from Iowa and a surprise visit from dear friend of my parents and me from forever Mary Jane Lunetta, who completely surprised me by appearing from Minneapolis.

Aunt Elaine and Uncle Ray Johnson

Aunt Elaine and Uncle Ray Johnson

Mary Jane Lunetta

Mary Jane Lunetta

All in all, an incredible weekend—filled with friends, flames, festival, buffalo, birthdays, and books.

You really can’t make this stuff up. 

Home again and on a run through the desert with Clyde.

Home again and on a run through the desert with Clyde.

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Author: Dawn Wink

Dawn Wink is a writer and educator whose work explores the beauty and tensions of language, culture, and place.

24 thoughts on “Of Buffalo, Birthdays, Burned Trucks, and the SD Book Festival

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  5. K. Lyn, I hadn’t realized that you’d lived in South Dakota for ten years–and we share the common experience of flaming rural pickups! 🙂 Yes, if I ever put together a panel on this, we’ll make sure to include you and Old Blue. Thanks so much for connecting and for the good wishes and a good pickup for Dad here!

  6. Great story and great pictures. That South Dakota landscape is familiar, as I lived in the state for ten years. Dawn, if you ever put together a panel or workshop on writing about flaming rural pickups, let me know…eight years ago, on the day my husband and I moved from our small town out to the country, his old Ford pickup stalled, let out a puff and pop and burst into flames at the intersection of two highways. The volunteer fire brigade turned out in full regalia and had a marvelous practice run, but Old Blue was blackened and lost. Since that day, her stand-in answers to Old Red. A pickup is a big part of a farmer’s or rancher’s life, the modern horse of the West…I hope that now, in his seventy-first year, your Dad finds a good old truck to carry him for at least another thirty good ones, and to many more roundups.

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  8. Oh my goodness!!!! What an adventure and so well told, dear Dawn!! I’m so glad everyone survived and that they got to go on the round-up……if only for the pictures!!!!!!

  9. Angels are definitely at work in SD !!!! Cathy

  10. Oh my goodness !!!!!! What a birthday—-material for fiction ! Just love all of the pictures. I would love one of your mom and dad on horseback together. love you cathy

  11. So glad your dad had a memorable birthday! Thanks for heading to my home town to participate in the SD Festival of Books. Sounds like a fabulous event and one which I must attend in the future.

    Judy Litsey
    Boulder

  12. Wowww What a movie episode! Thanks God you are alright! Many Blessings and greetings from Guatemala C.A.

  13. Barb, what you wrote here made me chuckle out loud! Thanks so much. Grateful to share the ebb and flow of all with you. xo

  14. I love the “ebb and flow” of how Wink life goes on in the midst of “you couldn’t even make this stuff up”-ness!!
    Barb

  15. Belle, the rangeland can only sustainably maintain a certain number of buffalo. After the buffalo are rounded up, some of the animals are sorted from the herd and then sold at auction. Yes, grateful for the safety of all, as well. Thanks so much!

  16. What do you do with the buffalo once they are rounded up? Glad to hear the Wink family has such an exciting life and that all are safe!!

  17. There is certainly never a dull moment in the lives of the Wink Family. 😀 Hugs to all – so glad everyone is safe and sound. BTW – this is great fodder for another book. 😀

    • Lindy, and some moments even less dull than others. 🙂 Yes, grateful to hear that all were safe and sound, as well. Fodder for another book… I can’t imagine this won’t find it’s way in somewhere, sometime. xox

  18. This is just incredible!!!! Sent it to my grandson. Tove

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