Did anyone watch the television show Rin Tin Tin as a kid?
I thought of it today when I read this awesome AP story:
“The birth of a white bison, among the rarest of animals, is bringing Native Americans who consider it a sacred event to celebrate at one of the least likely of places, a farm in New England.
“Hundreds of people, including tribal elders from South Dakota, are expected to attend naming ceremonies later this month at the northwestern Connecticut farm of Peter Fay, a fourth-generation Goshen farmer.
“Native Americans in the area have come with gifts of tobacco and colored flags for Fay and the bull calf since it was born there a month ago, and Fay is planning to offer his hay field as a campsite for the expected crowds.
” ‘They say it’s going to bring good things to all people in the world. How can you beat that? That’s the way I look at it,’ Fay said.” More. (There’s a photo there, too.)
I knew I had to blog about it because I loved the Rin Tin Tin episode when young Rusty is in dire straights and is saved by the White Buffalo. I know the song from that episode by heart. It was one of my brother’s records when he was little, although I don’t think it made it into the website with his blues records.
“There’s an old Indian legend that I heard long ago.
“It’s about a special valley and the White Buffalo.
“The legend says you’ll find it if your heart is brave and true
“And you treat all men as brothers no matter what they do.
“I have searched for that valley since I started to grow.
“I won’t stop until I find it — and the White Buffalo.”