As I was riding to Ft. Pierre, I met a house with moving gear . . .
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why the heck were you going to Fort Pierre? that's my old stomping ground(well, Murdo)
I went to Pierre to attend a round table discussion with sd state university presidents, faculty reps, and the Board of Regents. A colleague and I attended together. He's a native of Fort Pierre, and he gave me a tour along the way.
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