Sitting here at Pioneer Village in a building that was
going to be destroyed in Prescott, Arizona, Barry Gold-
water finding out about it's history, had it taken apart
brick by brick and rebuilt here in Pioneer Village.
Now sitting here in this wonderful building of history,
an opera house, it's atmosphere filling me with American
and Western pride, getting feelings of history settling
within my being.
Totally appreciating what Barry and all these volunteers
have done to preserve our western heritage, no thanks at
all to those who wanted to destroy it, just grateful there
were people that allowed it to be rebuilt in Pioneer Village.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem