April 22, 2011 at 7:31 pm in The Daily Republic
The Easter egg hunt on the lawn of the governor’s residence in Pierre is a mad scramble by a horde of prize-seeking youngsters, and if you blink, most years you miss it.
Even so, it’s more controlled than it was when we first moved to the Capital City. A couple of the first hunts we watched were cage fights, minus the cage. Continue Reading