In late July I was back in South Dakota to finish up my research and interviews for the first two chapters of CLODDY. I have written these chapters, but had some holes to fill. One hole to fill was dad’s time at Southern Teacher’s College from 1936 to 1938 when he earned a two year teaching degree.
“Southern” is located in Springfield, SD (pop. 792). The college was converted into a medium security prison in 1984 by then Governor Bill Janklow – to the chagrin of most of the town’s people and former Southern alums. Since the college no longer exists, a “Southern Teacher’s College Museum” was established. The museum is located on Springfield’s main street.
Upon arriving, I stopped at the community center and was given the name of a gentleman who sat on the museum’s board and had a key to the place. I called him and he met me there, showed me around for a few minutes and then let me have free run of the place. I wanted a cup of coffee so I ventured across the street to Player’s Sports Grill & Casino.
I asked the woman behind the counter if they had coffee.
“Yes,” she said and pointed me to the coffee pot.
I went over to pour my coffee and asked her, “Do you have any ‘To go’ cups?”
“No,” she responded.
I had wanted to bring my coffee back to the museum while I did my research.
I poured myself a cup of coffee and asked the lady if I could bring the mug of coffee over to the museum where I was doing some research.
She kindly said, “Yes – but make sure to bring it back!”
I assured her I would and that I’d be back for lunch.
This is one of the reasons why I appreciate small towns in the state I’m proud to call my native state – South Dakota.
Why do you appreciate South Dakota?