My dad and the wolves

When Europe’s colonists brought their hatred of wolves to the New World, they were dismayed to find that most Native people there respected these beasts. My father witnessed the culture clash during World War II, when he was stationed with the Canadian Navy on the coast of British Columbia. Wolves were still common there, mainly because the local Natives had never tried to exterminate them. But then, rumbling through the mountain fastness, came a small army of construction crews from the USA, building the Alaska Highway. And according to my dad, these men were mostly horrified of wolves. At night when the wolf packs howled, one memorable worker from Texas would grab his rifle and blast away into the darkness. -- War and Peace with the Beasts