On The Reservation

Montana 1948...On the reservation. Without thinking of the book, the first thing I think about when I hear that phrase is pioneering. It reminds me of the beginning of a new town with tippees and such. I don't particularly think I'd enjoy living on a reservation only because I live in the century I'm living in now. It is definetely a downgrade. Sleeping on dirt, no indoor plumbing, and lots of hard work has been played out for a long time now. Of course if I lived there then I would find it rather cool that I am able to live on this new found land and start my own life there. It's interests me to know that almost every town now started off as a "reservation." With every year, we built more and more until we got here. So in a sense, my grandchildren might look back at my time and see my enviroment as a reservation.